Author's Note

I apologize for how long this chapter took. This story is VERY hard for me to write, as I'm not very confident in letting this side of me out to the public AND this is my first ever erotic story. Still, I hope you like this chapter. I put a lot of energy into this one.

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The Contract

The Contract

When she woke up, she was still bound by tight black belts. One wrapped around her arms and waist, one binding he wrists together, one binding her knees, and the final one wrapped around her ankles with a silver chain connected to the bottom of the bed. She also had a ball gag in her mouth, and her horn still wore the golden inhibitor ring. This was how he liked to keep her while they slept. It wasn't so she couldn't escape, she had given that up ages ago. It was more so for his personal pleasure. He loved seeing her tied up, saying that she was truly radiant bound and helpless.

As per usual she pulled at the chain. There was no slack, just like always. She didn't even know why she kept trying. It wasn't like she'd be able to run. Lying on her side, her back turned to her master, she closed her eyes and allowed herself to once again think about the life she had lost.

She had been the property of Noble Heart for almost a year now. By now, Twilight and the others would have given up on searching for her. She wondered how Sweetie Belle was doing. Noble Heart loved to mention her little sister, but of course she wasn't allowed to call her, send her a letter, or anything. Whenever they had visitors, she was always left somewhere out of sight.

Noble Heart stirred behind her, and wrapped an arm around her grabbing a breast.

“Good morning love,” Noble Heart said running his other hand in Rarity's hair, “Did you sleep well?”

As he asked that, he removed her gag, meaning he expected an answer.

“Yes Master,” Rarity said, “I was comfortable. How may I serve you this morning?”

Noble Heart smiled and put on his mask before she could turn to him, “How about you start by taking care of this,” he said pulling the covers back, revealing his morning erection. Her heart started racing, and she licked her lips. She knew how to fix this little problem.

It was a little awkward bound as she was, but she positioned herself over his cock. First thing she did was give the tip a lick. Her master loved it when she did that. He moaned in pleasure, but then began undoing some of her bindings, setting her arms and wrists free.

“You're such a good girl,” Noble Heart said, “Why don't you enjoy yourself to the fullest.”

“Oh, thank you Master,” Rarity said happily. She then took his member in her hands, and began licking the shaft. She loved her master's cock. The salty yet sweet taste, the musky scent, the size, and how full it felt when it was in her mouth.

As she licked his ever hardening cock, Rarity looked up at her master as he writhed in pleasure. Not taking her eyes off him, she put his whole cock into her mouth. His face contorted as his breathing picked up, and he began thrusting slowly.

“That's a good girl,” Noble Heart said, “Very good girl.”

“Mmm...” Rarity cooed, bobbing her head with more enthusiasm. Her master was enjoying it. She was doing a good job. She briefly stopped and looked up at him, “May I pleasure myself too?” she asked before continuing her blow job.

“Yes...” Noble Heart said in between breaths, “Like I said… enjoy yourself...”

Rarity loved it when she did a good job. Noble Heart was a kind and loving master when he was happy. With one hand still gripping his cock, she moved her other hand to her dripping pussy and began fingering herself. She was so close now, and if she was feeling his cock right in her mouth, so was he.

She wasn't going to cum yet though. She had to make sure he came first.

“F-fuuuuuuck…!” Noble Heart said, “Don't… swallow this time… I want to see my cum… all on your face.”

When Rarity tasted the smallest hint of his sperm, she released his member and began stroking his shaft, making his warm cum explode on her face. Rarity climaxed mere seconds after him, more from feeling her master's sperm coating her face than from her own administrations. When he was emptied, Noble Heart looked at Rarity and smirked.

“That's my second favorite look for you,” he said, “You look like such a dirty slut covered in my cum.”

“Thank you Master,” Rarity said, feeling great shame yet pride at being called such a degrading title. She felt like a slut honestly. If her friends knew what had become of her, they'd be so disgusted. The great Element of Generosity reduced to little more than a whore.

Her master got up, undid the bindings on her legs, and took her hand lifting her off the bed, “Let's take shower, my pet,” he said lovingly, “There I can clean you up and reward you for doing a wonderful job.”

As he led her to the bathroom, he slowly removed his mask and turned around. She'd finally be able to see the face of her-

It was still dark when Rarity woke up. She sat up, feeling her heart race from her intense dream. She had gotten this out of her system! She finally experienced the kidnapping scenario that she dreamed of! Why was she still having these dreams?!

Rarity buried her face in her pillow and screamed in frustration. What was it going to take to put an end to this?

“Goddamn it!” Blueblood swore sitting in his bed. Not only did he have the same dream where he was treating Rarity like a slave, but he woke up before he could reveal himself to her.

He thought he was done with these dreams. He had a night with Rarity, and he made her happy. So why the hell was he still having those disturbing dreams? Why was seeing Rarity like that making him hard even now?

“She really was beautiful, wasn't she?” Blueblood asked himself lying down, “Damn, I'm sick to even think of her like that.”

Still, he needed help figuring out these dreams. Maybe it was a sign that he needed to see Rarity again. He needed to become the masked man and make the dream a reality. After all, she seemed to really be into it. He wouldn't actually abduct her, but maybe he could convince her to be his for a while.

He picked up his dream journal and wrote down the dream before he forgot, and then began planning his next move. He was going to do it. He was going to become the man in his dreams, Noble Heart.

Hopefully make his and her dreams come true in more ways than one.

“Earth to Rares! Hey!”

Rainbow Dash snapped her fingers in Rarity's face snapping her out of her daze. She looked and saw both Rainbow Dash and Applejack looking at her concerned.

“Oh, sorry Dash,” Rarity apologized, “My mind was somewhere else.”

“Yeah, tell me about it,” Dash said rolling her eyes, “We're almost at the castle.”

Rainbow Dash was an avian woman with long straight rainbow colored hair that fell about halfway to her waist and an athletic build. She, like most avian women, wasn't extremely well endowed, but she wasn't flat either. She wore dark blue shorts that hugged her hips, a matching tank top that showed off the shape of her breasts and allowed room for her large cyan wings to fly freely, and blue and white sneakers.

On Rarity's other side was Applejack, a human woman with more of a strong build. She had long blond hair and slightly tanned skin, and currently wore a red shirt that was buttoned enough to contain her C-Cup breasts, dark blue jeans, brown boots, and her trademark stetson on her head. Rarity always thought Applejack was beautiful, but as she was always working so hard she didn't have time to dress up normally.

“So, what's on yer mind, Rares?” Applejack asked.

“Nothing really,” Rarity lied, realizing too late what a dumb idea that was around Applejack. She was the Element of Honesty after all.

“Yeah, ya wanna try that again, this time honestly?” Applejack asked with a raised eyebrow. Rarity sighed folding her arms.

“If you must know, I met someone at the party last night,” Rarity said.

“You mean that birthday party in Canterlot?” Rainbow Dash asked, “Who was it for, anyway?”

“I don't know,” Rarity said, “He said his name was Noble Heart, but...”

“What, that wasn't his real name?” Applejack asked.

“I don't think so,” Rarity said, “It was a masquerade ball after all.”

“So, you didn't see his face, you don't know his real name, and you still slept with him?” Dash asked, “I thought you were the smart one.”

“Dash, watch it,” Applejack said, “Ah'm sure Rarity wouldn't be dumb enough to let some strange man have his way with her body.”

Oh, if only you knew…

“Well, here we are,” Rarity said quickly, drawing attention to the large castle before them, “Why don't we see what Twilight wanted, hm?”

She pushed through the large doors, leaving Applejack and Rainbow Dash confused. They were giving her too much credit. Sure, normally she was smarter than that, but last night she needed it so bad. Besides, it panned out. He turned out to be a true gentleman.

Unlike most nobles in Canterlot.

As usual, Twilight wasn't in the throne room. She hated being in the throne room unless she was with her friends. Instead, the three women found Twilight in her study, hovering around the bookshelves. She used to be a regular magi like Rarity, blessed with a sort of nerdy beauty. Like all magi women, she was sort of top heavy, but when she ascended Twilight filled out… a lot.

Her long purple and pink hair gained volume, becoming thicker and even a little longer. Her breasts had become a whole cup size bigger, now putting her at almost Rarity's size (Rarity was pleased to know that she was still bigger though), and her hips filled out giving her a much rounder rear, much to Twilight's dismay. She was a few inches taller now, her horn grew in length, and she had two impressive wings coming out of the back of her top.

Yet she still generally dressed simply, currently wearing a simple purple sweater, indigo skirt, black leggings, and red high heels. She tried to just look unassuming most of the time, but with her new angelic figure, the look came off really sexy.

“Hey, we're here,” Dash called out catching Twilight's attention. She smiled to them and flew down landing elegantly in front of them, “Looking good, Twilight.”

“Thanks,” Twilight said smiling sheepishly, “I've been practicing a lot since our last lesson.”

“So, why did ya call us here?” Applejack asked.

“Well, a letter came here via carrier pigeon,” Twilight explained going to her desk and grabbing a letter, “The letter isn't signed, but it was addressed to Rarity directly.”

Rarity took the letter, her heart beating out of her chest as she read it.

I hope this letter reaches you well. I'll make this brief, Rarity. Last night was absolutely magical, and I can't stand the thought of that being the only night we ever spend together. You seemed to be enjoying the scene as much as I, so I have a proposition. I would like our relationship to continue beyond last night.

Along with this letter I've included a contract. It's nothing to long, don't worry, and there's no fine print. I've taken the liberty to learn a bit about you, so I know you have duties to attend to. I tried to make things convenient for you, but if there's anything that doesn't suit your fancy, then let me know and I will adjust it. Just like last time, you control how far we go.

I've also included an address for you to meet me. Should you agree to the terms of the contract and wish to sign it, then please come to this address and meet me in person. If there are issues with the contract then we can discuss them when you arrive. Otherwise, we will begin immediately.

I'm not going to lie, Rarity. I want you. I want you badly. I understand your trepidation though, as you have no idea who I am, nor have you seen my face. I assure you though, that I am an honorable man, and desire nothing more than your absolute fulfillment.

Hope to see you soon.

Rarity found herself placing her hand over her heart reading the letter. Her friends took note of course.

“Uh… you okay Rares?” Dash asked.

“Twilight, there should be more papers,” Rarity said, “Something like a document. Where is it?”

“Oh, that's right here,” Twilight said pulling out an official document. Rarity was happy to see that the contract wasn't too big. She had read a book once where the dom had a contract that looked to be about ten pages long. Thankfully Noble Heart's contract wasn't nearly as large.

Applejack took the contract from Rarity and looked it over, “These terms are sort of sketchy,” she said. Rarity frantically reached for it, but Rainbow Dash grabbed it first and flew up to read it herself.

“Uh huh… Uh huh… Looks like this guy wants Rarity to become his slave or something,” Rainbow Dash said. Rarity used her magic to grab the document and drew it over to her.

“He doesn't want me to be his slave per say,” Rarity said, “Honestly, you wouldn't understand.”

“Ah understand that some of the things he's askin ya ta do sound like an indentured servant,” Applejack said folding her arms.

“Rarity, do you know who this is?” Twilight asked.

“It's him, isn't it?” Dash asked, “The one from last night?”

“Last night?” Twilight asked.

“Apparently, Rares met someone last night at that masquerade party,” Applejack said before Rarity could answer.

“You went to that?” Twilight asked shocked.

“Yes, I did,” Rarity said turning her nose to the air, “Is there a problem with that?”

“No,” Twilight said looking unsure, “It's just… considering the nature of the party, I would have thought you would-”

“Twilight, it was just a masquerade party,” Rarity said, “And for everyone's information, I had a wonderful time.”

“Rarity, is it from the man ya spent the night with last night?” Applejack asked looking Rarity in the eyes.

“What if it is?” Rarity asked, “Are you going to forbid me from going to see him again?”

“Rarity, ya don't even know him,” Applejack said, “What if he does somethin to ya? What if he locks ya up or somethin?”

You don't want me to answer that honestly, Applejack.

“He won't hurt me,” Rarity said, “Last night he was a true gentleman.”

“That could have jus' been a ploy ta earn yer trust,” Applejack said, “Who knows what he'll do if he gets a hold of ya again.”

“I can take care of myself, Applejack,” Rarity said, “I may not be as physically strong as a human or avian, but I'm just as capable as you,” Rarity narrowed her eyes looking at Applejack, who did the same in kind. They were friends, of course, but lately the two of them had become rather strained. They argued a lot, and every time Rarity spent time with Spike Applejack would get really irritated for some reason.

“Okay break it up you two,” Rainbow Dash said getting in between the two women, “Fighting in the castle of friendship is not cool.”

“Speaking of,” Twilight said, “That's the real reason I called you here with Rarity. The map summoned us. The three of us are needed back in Griffin Stone.”

“Not me though?” Rarity asked.

“Afraid not,” Twilight said, “I'm sorry, I called you here just for the letter. I figured we could take care of that first before we head out.”

“Why don't you three go on?” Rarity suggested, “I'll be fine.”

“You jus' want us gone so you can sign that piece of paper without us houndin ya,” Applejack stated.

“I want to be alone so I can think about it without you trying to influence my decision,” Rarity fussed. Applejack frowned and turned to the door.

“Do what ya want,” Applejack said storming out of the room.

“That was weird,” Twilight said.

“Applejack's been weird for months now,” Rainbow Dash said, “Rares, don't worry. I trust your judgment.”

“Me too,” Twilight said, “Whatever you do, we support it.”

“Thank you, both of you,” Rarity said, “That means a lot to me. I hope you don't mind if I stay here and read over this contract.”

“This office belongs to everyone,” Twilight said, “Make yourself at home.”

Rarity smiled and hugged her friends before seeing them off. Once she was alone, she sat down at the desk and looked over the contract.

Contract of Consensual Ownership

The purpose of this document is to:

a: state the full mutual consent of the undersigned in regards to this relationship

b: explain the responsibilities of both the slave and the master

c: define limits, safe words, and their use

d: explain the use of punishment

e: foster a greater sense of communication between respective parties

This is in no way legally binding. It's meant solely to aid in the understanding of the needs, duties, and responsibilities of master and slave.

Provisions of the Contract

1: The slave agrees to obey the will of her master to the best of her ability, and devotes herself entirely to the pleasure of her master. She also agrees to forgo her own pleasure, comfort, or gratification except as permitted by her master.

The master agrees to learn what excites the slave through exploration and communication, and agrees to incorporate that into the relationship.

2: The master assumes full responsibility of the slave. This includes, but is not limited to: the slave's survival, health, physical well being, and mental well being. The slave assumes full responsibility to inform the master of any perceived dangers and safety concerns, but accepts that the master's say on these matters is final. The Master agrees to not punish the slave for voicing her concerns, and will listen with an open mind. The Master shall endeavor to not inflict physical or mental harm onto the slave that will require care from someone outside of the relationship.

3: Slave agrees at all times to make her body readily available to her master for his use. She will be groomed, presenting herself to her master in the way he desires at all times. Unless specified otherwise, she will be naked for the duration of their times together.

4: The slave agrees to accept responsibility of use of the safe word when necessary. The slave acknowledges that the safe word is “red” and that the safe signal (in the instance that she is gagged) is “stomping her foot three times”. The Master accepts the responsibility of assessing situations where the safe word/signal is used and make judgments of whether to modify the activity or stop it entirely. Slave agrees to hold no ill will due to her master's decision. Master agrees to not punish slave for use of the safe word/signal.

5: The Slave agrees to answer all questions promptly and honestly, and will give any information the master needs concerning the slaves physical and emotional state. The master agrees to never use this information to harm the slave in any way.

6: The master agrees to furnish all toys such as vibrators, nipple clamps, etc., and punishment instruments such as whips and crops. All toys will be cleaned before use, and the slave will inform the master of any replacements or repairs needed.

7: Slave states that her limits are, but not limited to: _____________________________________. The master agrees to never violate these limits without the consent of the slave.

8: The slave agrees to address the master as “Sir” or “Master” at all times unless directed otherwise. Slave agrees to speak respectfully to the master at all times, including times when not in a specified scene. The master may address the slave in any way he sees fit.

9: The master agrees to furnish the slave with a symbolic token of ownership. The slave agrees to wear this symbol at all times, except when the master states that to do so would be inappropriate.

10: Slave agrees and understands that any infraction of this agreement, or any act that displeases the master, will result in punishment. The slave will gracefully accept her punishment and try to learn from it. The slave agrees to assemble the punishment materials as ordered by the master and assume the position needed to accept her punishment. Slave understands that failure to comply with her master's orders will result in a more severe punishment. The master will inform the slave when she is being punished or when punishment occurs, and will explain the reason for said punishment either before, during, or following the punishment. The master agrees to never discipline out of, or during, feelings of anger.

11: Any further details not mentioned here will be discussed upon the first meeting of master and slave, and will be adhered to along with everything stated above.

I, _______________, hereby offer myself to consensual slavery to ______________, and do so of sound mind and of my own free will. This agreement shall start upon the official signing of this contract by both parties, and will remain valid for the duration of two months, after which the agreement will be reviewed, negotiated, and rewritten or terminated.

Signed (month) __________ (day) _____, (year) 20____

Master signature:___________________________

Slave signature:________________________

This was a very well written contract. She had never taken part in a full on BDSM relationship, but she had heard of such things like contracts. She read, and reread it, pleased to see that there wasn't anything overlooked.

But did she really want to belong to him for two months?

This was clearly what her dream was trying to tell her about. Apparently, in her dreams she didn't get captured by Noble Heart. She gave herself to him willingly. Thinking about it made her tremble in both fear and anticipation. Why was she having premonitions about Noble Heart and their sessions? What was so special about him?

Well, there was an easy way to find out. All she had to do was sign her name…

“Twilight? Are you there?” Spike asked walking into the study, stopping when he saw Rarity sitting at her desk, “Whoa! Sorry Rarity, I didn't know you were there.”

“That's okay, sweetie,” Rarity said smiling warmly at Spike. He looked human now, but in reality Spike was far from human. He was actually a dragon, signified by his emerald green eyes and sharp teeth. He had short, messy green hair, and wore a purple vest, dark purple shirt, blue jeans, and black sneakers. Spike had always had a crush on Rarity, and while at one point she considered it, Rarity eventually realized that Spike was more of a little brother to her than a lover.

Though he was the only one of her friends to know about her kidnapping fetish.

“What's that you got there?” Spike asked, “Uh… you don't have to tell me. I bet it's something a kid like me wouldn't understand.”

“Nonsense Spike,” Rarity said, “You're turning eighteen in a few weeks. Besides, you're the only person I can confide in with these things,” she motioned for Spike to come, and he walked over to her side as she handed him the contract, “What do you make of this?”

Spike read over the contract. Much to her relief, he didn't make a big deal about the subject. After a second, he handed the contract back to her.

“It doesn't look suspicious, if that's what you were wondering,” Spike said, “What's this for?”

“W-well… there was a masquerade ball last night, and I attended, and...”

“Did you meet someone?” Spike asked, sounding hopeful for her. Spike may have still had a crush on Rarity, but he knew she didn't like him like that, so instead he just supported her.

“In a sense, yes, but...” Rarity frowned looking at the contract, “He's so mysterious. He never took off his mask, and I'm certain that he gave me a false name. He's an absolute gentleman though. He took care of me last night, and actually… indulged in my fantasy.”

“Hey, that's great!” Spike said smiling.

“It is, but I still don't know the first thing about him,” Rarity said, “However, apparently I left an impression on him. You see, this contract is… for me.”

Now Spike's eyes went wide in shock, “He wants you be his full time sub?”

“We'll negotiate all of that,” Rarity said, “He said he's flexible, so that's good. I doubt I'll have to give up my normal life for him.”

“So, what's the problem then?” Spike asked leaning against the desk.

“Remember the dreams I told you about? The ones where I'm a prisoner?” Spike nodded, “My captor in the dreams… is Noble Heart, the man who sent me this.”

“Oh,” Spike said, “Are you sure it's him?”

“Positive,” Rarity said, “His mask is the same, and his… um… assests what I remembered.”

“Okay, too much information,” Spike said awkwardly.

“Sorry,” Rarity said, “But yes, I'm sure that its him.”

“Which makes it hard to trust him,” Spike said.

“Relationships like this are always about trust, and they're always a challenge, but there's a part of me that's wondering if Noble Heart is truly as noble as his “name” implies. What if he's trying to use me, Spike? What if I go to him, and he keeps me held against my will?”

“If that happens, I'll search for you,” Spike said in assurance, “I won't stop searching no matter what.”

“So, you think I should see this through?” Rarity asked.

“I'll be honest, I'm a little concerned too,” Spike said, “But he doesn't seem to be a bad person based on this contract. Besides, your dreams are clearly trying to tell you something. Twilight has prophetic dreams all the time now, and whenever she doesn't listen to them things get bad.”

“But what if my dreams are a warning,” Rarity asked, “I could be walking into the lion's den.”

“That's true, but I don't think they're a warning,” Spike said thoughtfully, “I can't put my finger on it, but something about this feels right. I say go for it.”

“Are you sure?” Rarity asked, “You really think I should go?”

“I do,” Spike said, “If this is a chance for you to find happiness, then I want you to take it. Who knows? You might end up wearing that wedding dress you keep working on in your spare time.”

“Let's not get ahead of ourselves,” Rarity said, “But you're right. Thanks Spike.”

“No problem,” Spike said. Rarity hugged him, looking over his shoulder at the contract. She was going to do it. This was the only way she could figure out what those dreams were all about. She had no choice if she were going to learn what all of this was about, and see just how far she could go.

She had to sign her name.