Fluttershy’s Little Dashie: Assertion is Rewarding
I’m in a room… the cyan pegasus thought to herself. A very poorly lit room that smells of flowers and fur… The rainbow-maned pegasus had just opened her eyes fully, though groggily, and tried to take in as much of her surroundings as possible. “Ow… my head…” she groaned. Rainbow Dash reached back and rubbed her head with a hoof—or at least, she would have, had her limbs not been tied in place. She realized only now that her hooves were spread, uncomfortably far apart, and she was on some kind of up-tilted table, back against the hard surface. “W-What is this?!” she yelled, yielding no response. The mare tried to break free of her bindings, which she assumed to be rope, but found she couldn’t move an inch. “Hello?!” she yelled again, her efforts still fruitless.
Then there was a noise, from what seemed like the other side of a door. A quick, light thumping sound. Then, a voice rang out. “I. said. NO! You may not have another carrot, Angel Bunny!” the voice screeched.
“F-Fluttershy…?” Rainbow tried to listen more closely, but there was a long pause before any more noise could be heard.
All of a sudden, the door swung open, colliding with the adjacent wall with a loud crack. Blinding—to Rainbow Dash, anyways—light came flooding into the room. That, along with the incredible sound, threw the pegasus into a daze. The door was slammed shut again not long after and a soft, melancholic voice rang through the darkness. “Oh, Rainbow Dash, I told you it would have been easier to just come along with me in the first place…” the voice sang out from the shadows.
“Fluttershy?! What is this? What are you doing? Is Pinkie Pie behind all this?! When I get out of here, I swear—” the pegasus rambled.
Only to be cut off by the butter-yellow mare in front of her. “No! This wasn’t Pinkie’s idea. Pinkie’s too much of a foal to have had a hoof in this!” she yelled. “No, it was all me.” She added smugly.
“Why, though? And of all ponies, why you?!” Rainbow was—though she never would have admitted to it—down-right horrified. Since when has Fluttershy even had the gall to speak up for herself, let alone raise her voice to the bravest pony in all of Equestria?
“Well…” Fluttershy took on a much more sultry tone, opposed to the one made of pure rage from moments before. “I’ve wanted to do this for such a long time, Rainbow Dash… I just never got up the nerve. However, with Iron Will’s assertiveness training, I feel like I can do this and much, much¸ more…” she said, cantering over to the helpless mare.
“D-Do what… exactly…?” Rainbow stammered.
“Why, rut your brains out, of course…” the, no longer timid, pegasus replied, taking on a tone of disbelief. “I mean, I thought that much was fairly obvious by now.” she added, chuckling.
Rainbow Dash’s mental state had gone from horrified to dumbstruck in ten seconds flat—no, it was much less than ten seconds. “Excuse me?” The cyan mare almost laughed; she couldn’t believe her ears.
“I said… I’m going to rut you… and there’s neigh a thing you can do about it!” Fluttershy was back from sultry to raging again as she picked something—barely visible—up with her mouth from a table that Rainbow had only noticed now.
“H-Hey, what’ve you got there—”
CRACK
Rainbow’s eyes shot wide open. “I-Is that a—”
“Yes, you foal; it’s a bull-whip. And to answer your next question, I borrowed it from Iron Will when I told him I felt like… experimenting a little…” Fluttershy said, voice snapping, suddenly, back to sultry. The yellow mare gave a slight, almost-unnoticeable grin and trotted right up to her new toy, namely Rainbow Dash.
The immobile mare had a hard lump in her throat. “F-Fluttershy, please… Don’t do this…” she pleaded.
“Aw, poor little ‘Dashie’ can’t handle a little bit of rough play?” the yellow pegasus retorted.
Oh, I’ll show you who can handle ‘rough play’! Rainbow thought, but, before she could say it, there was an ear-splitting noise followed by an immense pain in her right, rear leg. All she could do was let out an equally ear-splitting cry.
“Oops, I didn’t mean to actually hit you with it…” the yellow mare said monotonously, throwing the whip to the ground. “Ah well, lesson learned, I suppose. Well, that’s enough screwing around; let’s get down to business, shall we?” she added, smirking. Her eyes seemed to glow with lust.
All Rainbow could see was her panting self reflected in those sinister, aqua eyes of her oldest friend. “Fluttershy, please…” she whispered.
“Please, what?” The butter-yellow pegasus growled in response.
“Please! Don’t do this!” Rainbow repeated, her voice shaking.
“Don’t do what…?” Fluttershy was, obviously enough to Rainbow Dash, just teasing the helpless mare now; she had no intention of turning back at this point. Though, she hated to admit it to herself, she did feel kind of bad for actually hitting Dash with the whip—it must have hurt.
Rainbow Dash was almost in tears now. “Please, Flutters… I don’t want to do this…” she squeaked.
Fluttershy stomped a hoof. “Oh, really now? Well, none of you ever listen to me when I say I don’t want to do something! I didn’t want to go wake up the sleeping dragon but you all forced me up that mountain anyways! I didn’t want to be a model for Photo Finish, either, but nopony seemed to pay any mind to my pleas! So, you think I’m going to go easy on you and listen to you now? BUCK NO!” Fluttershy’s rage, as well as her lust, had exploded at this point. She shot forward and shoved her fore-hoof against Rainbow’s exposed slit as she pressed into Dash’s lips with her own.
Rainbow’s cries were muffled by the mouth smothering hers. She tried to hold back her moans as Fluttershy worked her other lips but couldn’t manage to stifle them. Within seconds, the cyan pegasus had all but given up trying to hold back; there was no way of getting out of it so, whether she liked it or not, she may as well just try to go along with it.
This didn’t please Fluttershy. She pulled her hoof back from Rainbow’s nether lips, much to the immobile pegasus’s contempt, and then pounded it back into Dash’s crotch, eliciting a sharp yelp, which, muffled by Fluttershy’s muzzle, only drove the yellow pegasus to want to repeat the action. So she did. Again, and again, causing her partner to gasp and cry, until she grew bored and decided to go for a new approach. The yellow mare removed her mouth from that of her friend’s and slid her muzzle down to Rainbow’s neck, nibbling at first, placing her fore-hooves on Dash’s shoulders.
“A-Ah, Fluttershy, st-stop that! It tickles!” the prismatic pegasus stammered out, trying to suppress her giggles.
“If you say so…” Fluttershy looked up at the mare before her and grinned maliciously. Then, she bit down. Hard.
And Rainbow screamed. She knew that her friend hadn’t drawn blood, but it almost felt like that could have been the end for her. “Ow, please, Flutters, stop!” The words were choked out of her throat, which was still being clamped down on by the aggressive butter-yellow pegasus.
After a few more seconds of attempting to apply as much pressure as was physically possible, without causing any serious wounds, Fluttershy released her grip around Rainbow’s neck, much to the cyan pony’s relief. “Fine, you big filly…” She spoke with a mocking tone. “Whatever, I’m done with foreplay now anyways…” she added, sliding her fetlocks down Rainbow’s body; she dragged her fore-hooves down from the cyan mare’s shoulders, brushing her sides, earning her a tremble and a gasp. She stopped there.
Much to Dash’s dismay, though she didn’t want to admit it, she was enjoying the attention her friend was giving to her. Her wings had been spread apart for a good few minutes now.
“Somepony’s a little more excited than they’d like to admit, now aren’t they…?” Fluttershy teased.
“Sh-Shut up! Am not! It’s just the way I’m lying that—”
Fluttershy didn’t need to wait for a response; she moved her hooves in and pressed against the bases of Dash’s wings.
“Ohmygosh!” Rainbow’s statement came out, all at once, as a high-pitched squeal.
The butter-yellow mare knew the workings of another pegasi’s wings and used that to her advantage. She focused just on Dash’s left wing, pressing against the base with her hoof and licking the length of it, moving towards the tip.
Rainbow’s head dropped as she let out a guttural moan and started to take in deeper breaths.
“You like that, Rainbow Dash?” she said, more than asked—she knew the other pegasus was putty in her hooves now. Again, without waiting for a response, she went on to nibble gently at the base of Rainbow’s wing and switched to rubbing her hoof along the cyan mare’s feathers, eliciting deep groans and shudders.
Rainbow had had enough. She was desperate now and knew of no better way in this situation than to just beg for her will, as much as her pride may suffer from it later. “Flutters… Please…” She had already started speaking, though it was difficult through pants.
“What now?” The reply came in an irritable tone.
“Please… just… do it, I don’t want to wait anymore…”
“R-Really?” The yellow mare wasn’t expecting this from the, usually stubborn, pegasus in front of her. She managed to mask her voice’s excitement, though. Just barely.
“Mhm…” It was all Dash could get out now, along with a barely conceivable nod. She was beyond thought or emotion at this point; she just wanted her satisfaction.
Fluttershy could mask her voice, but her face gave it all away. She was smiling. It was wide, and somewhat sinister. She was happy both at her friend’s compliance and with expectance of the following act. With a, once more, new-found gusto, the yellow pegasus lowered herself and lunged her muzzle into Dash’s exposed, now dripping, sex and pushed around in the cyan mare’s folds with her snout.
Dash moaned and tried to rock her hips into Fluttershy’s muzzle, only to be blatantly reminded that she had no room to move since the bindings were so tight. “F-Fluttershy… deeper, please…!” she whispered through unsteady breaths.
Taking heed of her partner’s apparent desperation, the yellow mare decided not to keep Rainbow waiting any longer. She thrust her tongue deep into Dash, eliciting a sharp gasp that melted quickly into a shuddering moan. While Fluttershy worked the cyan pegasus’s slit, she remembered the mare’s wings and reached up with a hoof to rub against the sensitive feathers.
“Ohmygosh… Fluttershy, yes!” Rainbow’s voice cracked at the end as she did her best to throw her head back. She could feel herself on the precipice of climax but tried to hold it in as best she could—she didn’t want it to be over anymore. Needless to say, she couldn’t. “Flutter—shy!” she yelled, sort of; her voice just came out as an airy squeak, signaling her release.
The pink-maned pegasus spluttered at the sudden release of juices in her mouth, making a bit of a mess and coughing a little. This isn’t nearly as good as my romance novels make it out to be… she thought to herself, bemused. “Wow, Rainbow Dash, you really are the fastest in Equestria…” she chided.
If this were any other circumstance, Dash would’ve been more than happy to comply. Of course, this was no normal circumstance. “H-Hey! Shut up…!” The cyan pegasus turned her head, feeling her cheeks redden from something other than pleasure for the first time that day.
“I’ll shut up later; right now, you owe me…” Fluttershy stated, her voice returning to the sultry tone it had before as she cantered to the back of the pedestal Rainbow Dash had been on for the entirety of the event.
“W-What do you mean...?” Dash asked, craning her neck to try and see what the other pegasus was doing behind her. Of course, Dash knew what she meant; she just didn’t believe it at first—she thought she was done with the whole ordeal. This changed things. This made things better.
Without bothering to explain anything to the dazed mare, Fluttershy reached behind the pedestal and untied the rope that was binding Rainbow. “I mean, get on the floor!” she yelled, taking on a bit of her enraged tone once more, though this time around it seemed to blend with the sultriness of before, making it very difficult for Dash to tell whether to be frightened or aroused.
Rainbow chose the latter and lied on the ground, belly-up, blushing. “O-Only because if I don’t, I know you’ll just try to put me up on that board again…” she reasoned. The cyan pegasus was having a hard time just convincing herself, let alone the one friend she’d had the longest. It didn’t help that her wings were still unfurled, either.
“Oh, come on now, do you take me for a foal, Rainbow Dash?” Fluttershy cooed. “The only reason I got you here in the first place was because you turned away from me when I asked earlier, giving me a nice, clean shot at the back of your head. If you really wanted to leave, you’d have done so by now…” At this, the yellow mare gave a devious smirk and trotted towards the exposed pony lying before her.
Rainbow remained silent as she waited for the inevitable. Well, she’s got me there… “Hey, Flutters… Think that maybe I could top instead…?” she asked, challenging for at least some form of control but still not sure how far she could push her friend before having her break out into another fit of rage.
“Mm…” the yellow mare hummed, “No.” Her voice went flat and she shook her head once before tackling Rainbow, smirking. “I’m still too upset with you to let you have your way!” she cooed.
Rainbow Dash wasn’t really all that afraid of her anymore; she could have sworn there was something underlying her mood—something like… playfulness. “Well, could you at least be a little gentler…?” she wondered aloud.
“Oh, Dash… For you, I’ll be twenty percent as gentle!” Fluttershy exclaimed before rolling her eyes slightly. Dash didn’t even have enough time to realize what had really been said in response, the butter-yellow pegasus had already spread Rainbow’s rear legs apart and bucked her hips forward, grinding their slits together.
Rainbow Dash gasped and let out a small, shrill cry, burying her face into the long, pink mane above her to muffle the sound. She continued to feel the yellow pegasus pound into her for a small while longer and, when the aggressive mare finally stopped for a moment to catch her breath, Rainbow spoke up. “That… was so… uncool, Fluttershy…” she said through ragged, strained breaths.
“Oh, shut up, Rainbow Dash… Don’t make me get the whip again…” the yellow pegasus replied, panting.
At this, Rainbow Dash kept herself muzzled.
Fluttershy steadied herself, getting into a more comfortable position above the cyan mare. Fluttershy now had Rainbow’s left, rear leg stretched up and around her flank; the other leg lied limply off to the side. She pressed her forehooves into the bases of Dash’s wings, lightly flapping her own out-stretched wings as to not put too much pressure on the rainbow-maned pegasus below her, and painstakingly-slowly began to rub her hooves along the lengths. Once Rainbow Dash had started to moan quietly and squirm, Fluttershy took things up a notch and drove her moist slit into that of her friend’s, eliciting a sharp gasp—quickly turned moan—from both of them.
The cyan pegasus wasn’t necessarily sure as to how she felt about being handled this forcefully, nor as to how she felt about the one handling her. She did know one thing, however, and that was the fact that, at that moment, she couldn’t care less. Her lust had taken over all previous attempts at thought and rationality—which were never abundant to begin with—and had replaced them with the simple desire of finishing the act. Rainbow Dash planted her forelegs into the wood beside her and was attempting to push her sex as hard and fast as she could into the other mare’s; she could handle rough.
Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash had both started panting now and the former had been relentlessly pounding into the cyan pegasus. Eventually, Fluttershy could feel her stomach start to tighten and her hips were bucking on instinct alone; she knew she was getting close. “Dash…” she said through gritted teeth, attempting to elude Rainbow from her ecstasy, “I’m almost done with you—” She suddenly gasped and then let out a loud, ear-piercing scream. Her body convulsed violently as her hips bucked a final three times, signaling that she was finished. She released the rainbow-maned mare’s leg and her body went lip; she slid down to the wooden floor of her cottage and lied there, panting.
Dash, however, had not finished this time around and she was in agony, hoping that Fluttershy would recompose herself and help her to reach climax as well. Rainbow waited, panting all the while, but Fluttershy never seemed to make any effort as to move. She decided it would be for the best to just speak up. “Hey, Flutters—”
“No, do it yourself. I’m going to bed.” she hissed, her voice low and breathless. With that, Fluttershy stood up, albeit shakily, and trotted out of the room without looking back at the bemused pegasus.
“But, please—” It was too late. Dash heard the door lock and she was alone in complete silence once more, save her heavy breathing. She figured it best to just try and leave, now that she was unbound. Since the door was locked, I can just fly outta here—there are no windows in this room… Never mind…
The defeated mare slumped down onto her haunches, breath still ragged. Being “the fastest pony in all of Equestria,” Rainbow Dash finished herself off via her hooves, then gave in to her exhaustion and called it a night, assuming she probably wouldn’t be getting out of Fluttershy’s cottage for some time.
