Rarity sighed, looking up from her latest project for the Canterlot Historical Society Ball. The dress was gorgeous, albeit a touch overblown, but such was Victorian fashion. The ruffles alone had worked her fingers to the bone with constant stitching, correcting, and repositioning. By the end of the entire project Rarity honestly felt compelled to call Adagio for a few bottle of wine, and Pinkie for several more bottles of liquor. Shaking her head to disperse the hopeful thoughts of alcohol induced stresslessness Rarity moved to the bodice of the dress to inspect a few more small elements, when suddenly the bell of the shop rang.

“Welcome to Carousel Boutique,” Rarity began, moving to the storefront to greet her latest customer, “where every garment is chic, unique, and magnifique!” Rarity finished with flourish, opening her arms wide as though as to embrace her latest guest.

“Well howdy to you too sugarcube,” Applejack said with a cheeky smile. Rarity immediately dropped the elegance and gravitas of her opening line, and rushed to her favorite farmer’s strong arms.

“Oh darling! I have been positively swamped with project of late, my poor fingers,” Rarity stared up at her lover, her lip puffed out and eyes wide with sadness as she lay in Applejack’s strong arms, her hand held up to give AJ a better view of her calloused fingers.

“Aw shucks Rares,” Applejack said, kissing her girlfriend’s wounded fingers. “Why don’t you close up today? I bought some cider, a bottle of wine from the cabin, and a surprise for ya,” AJ gave a little wink, and in time it takes to say “horse feathers” the shop’s closed sign displayed and the doors were locked.

“Shall we go down to the basement darling? I-ooh!” Rarity mewled, her ass suddenly grabbed by the strong hands of Applejack. “Oh we should definitely go do-ah, down to the basement,” Rarity’s words now ragged from the roving hands of the woman behind her.

“Eeeeyup,” AJ whispered huskily, lifting Rarity into her arms with no effort at all. “I see someone’s been eating better,” Applejack commented, giving the ass cheek resting in her hand a firm squeeze.

Rarity gave a slight scream that turned into a giggle. “Well since you were so kind in remarking that my posterior could be more full I’ve been working on it, just for you,” Rarity said breathily, stroking her favorite farmer’s chin with her long fingers. Inwardly she missed her nails, they were so much more effective at teasing, and yet so impractical for hand stitching.

“Aww shoot,” Applejack said, her cheeks tinged a better red than any of the Apple family’s best apples. A trip down to the basement, and a few more door locks just in case one of the ladies wanted to let themselves in later, and the ladies were seated on the large plush couch in Rarity’s own version of a lounge. AJ could remember many good nights down in the fashionista's hideaway, be it on the wine colored carpet, the black leather couch, or the smooth silvery pole Rarity had installed one Christmas prior.

“Lost in thought are we darling?” Rarity’s smooth voice snapped AJ back to reality, and with a chuckle AJ leaned over and kissed Rarity. Then in a move the cowgirl had the dainty dressmaker pinned to the couch, her firm well muscled body dwarfing Rarity. “Oh my, darling,” Rarity moaned, feeling Applejack nibble down her shoulder.

“That little trip got me thinkin’” AJ whispered, clamping her teeth down on a particularly sensitive cluster of nerves on her girlfriend’s shoulder, eliciting a wonderful gasp and shiver. “I kinda want to see that sexy little butt of yours perform for me,” AJ stood, causing Rarity to whine, the heat between her thighs having quickly turned very humid from her girlfriend’s well practiced ministrations. AJ had then moved down to the backpack she’d brought along with her supplies, bending to grab the contents and exposing her lower back and just a little of her wonderfully full ass to a prone Rarity.

“Oh? Shall I ready my crop for you this evening?” Rarity whispered, moving to AJ and roving her nails over the exposed portion of her lover’s back. Both women smiled, Rarity for the goosebumps she’d managed to produce. Applejack, however, smiled because she had plans for her pale skinned lover.

“Actually Rares, I wanna try something kinky on you for once,” AJ said rising and turning to face Rarity. Rarity’s eyes widened slightly at the objects in her hands, which included a tight looking tube top, and barely existent jean shorts, and a bottle she remembered all too well…

“Oh darling, is that?” Rarity’s cheeks flushed deeply as she remembered the fidgeting in her seat that bottle had caused. She remembered just how effective that tonic was, and she realized just how interesting this night might be for her.

“Yep, the Apple family horse fly extract,” AJ said, nonchalantly placing the bottle on the coffee table that sat in front of the sofa along with a few good bottles of cider and wine. “Whadya say sugar cube? Wanna see how hot this old bottle of snake oil can make you?” AJ asked, shaking the outfit before her, now sweating, girlfriend.

“Is this going to be some form of creative revenge for that three hour edging session at the cabin?” Rarity asked, a slight quiver to her voice.

“Eeeyup,” AJ responded, putting three full drops of the syrupy liquid into a glass of wine and handing it to Rarity. “Now drink up.”
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Heat. So much heat in her, Rarity felt as though her loins were on fire, and it caused her to shake desperately as she attempted to don the slutty cowgirl outfit. “Ah-pplejack, did you intentionally pick pants this t-ah-ight?” Rarity yelled from behind her changing curtain. With what felt like a herculean effort Rarity finally managed to squeeze her ass into the shorts, and as the cool metal of the zipper made contact with her nethers she yelped. Her pussy was so swollen from the old Apple family cocktail that her nerves were firing to her brain at a factor of ten

“Course I wanted ‘em to be tight darlin’, I don’t want a slutty cowgirl in coveralls!” AJ said from the other side of the room, where she’d made a nice little seat in front of the pole. She had a few bottles of cider, and had even managed to swipe one of Mac’s big vaporizers. She needed it as soon as she saw her girlfriend emerge from behind the changing curtain.

Rarity was the picture of kinky down home perfection, from the very slight bulge at the top of her shorts from the tightness to the way her perfect cleavage lay exposed in her red and white checkered top. To add to that her entire body was shivering, and her unzipped jean shorts were a window into the growing moistness between her thighs.

“Alright darling,” Rarity said, straightening her back and digging her nails into her palms to better concentrate on something other than the heat growing in her loins. “Let’s do this!” Rarity approached the pole and embraced her old friend. The cool metal of the pole felt incredible on her skin, but shaking the feeling of needful lust Rarity began to wrap her legs around the surface.

AJ simply whistled as her girlfriend moved gracefully about the pole. Her lithe, strong body swirling about the pole as one might during an excellent session of fellation. She closed her eyes and moaned to a song that wasn’t even playing yet as she warmed up her already steaming body. It was that commitment to making AJ’s eyes wide that made her the best partner in the world.

With a flip of her hair and a dangling, albeit shaky, look back at AJ, Rarity whispered, “May I have some music to dance to? Mistress?” Applejack was more than happy to comply, setting back and letting the pulsing beats of Rarity’s stereo system move the lovely pale woman for her.

“Damn Rares, just damn,” AJ admired as Rarity performed a spectacularly complex spin down the pole, her long legs well flexed above her head. AJ smiled, noting the bare toes of her lover clenched so tight that the joints were beginning to turn white. It was incredible to watch the hoity toity dressmaker fight the effects of the aphrodisiac raging through her already over stressed body, tightening and heating the coil of her lust to levels which humans are rarely privy to.

Rarity could feel her control slipping, she could feel her dance getting more simplistic. Feel the desire to grind against the pole till her nethers gave her some release from the itch that had formed. She wanted to be fucked, and even now craved the fullness that Applejack's fingers could give her quivering sex. “D-ahrling,” Rarity began, feeling her crotch slide slowly down the warmed pole as she spun for the third time down. “Any chance we might move to the main event?” Rarity prayed that Applejack might give in, and just relieve her aching lust after performing for her.

“Well darlin’” AJ mimicked taking a sip of the cider to balance her desire to put Rarity’s head against a wall and finger fuck her into blissful oblivion with a desire to bring her to a state of unbearable need. “Way I see it that was a five minute dance, and last weekend I paid for at least an hour worth of show. I could getcha another glass of wine, help ya freshen up?” Applejack's words had the desired effect as Rarity’s eyes went wider than AJ had ever seen.

“Darling, that’s… Quite a workout, couldn’t I convince you to use me some other way? I have a new whips the would feel just lovely against my back,” Rarity remarked, moving pressure from one foot to another, attempting every trick she knew to shake off the growing fire in her stomach. Even now she could feel the slight friction of her breasts against the form fitting cotton of her would be top. The electrical sensation seemed to grow to lightning strikes at her moistening nethers with every movement, and in time Rarity found herself simply standing, fighting the urge to shake.

“In time sugarcube, for now dance for me,” AJ whispered, sliding deeper into her chair, and slowly reaching a hand to her right breast. “Momma wants to watch her naughty cowgirl shake it, prove she actually deserves a proper rodeo,” AJ kept her tone even, despite her heart racing at the chance to be properly in the saddle.

“I… Yes darling,” Rarity whispered, knowing well just how domineering and evil her lover could be when she had control. Better to try and win the game from the bottom than submit to an even worse punishment from the hand of the calculating farmer, as much fun as that could be she did have work to complete tomorrow. So the show went on, Rarity sliding her hands against the pole and working her foot to the left side of it.
With that thought in mind the dance began with renewed vigor.

Applejack marvelled at the flexibility of Rarity, her body slithering shakily about the pole like some kind of erotic snake. She moaned softly as she became more and more intimate with the pole, her yet unslaked lust leaving a slight residue of her heat from the unzipped opening of her shorts. “Slower now,” AJ commanded softly, her hand now under her shirt, laying gently at her erect nipple through the soft fabric of her bra. She smiled widely as Rarity’s breath hitched from the command, but with deliberate timing her gyrations against the pole became almost painfully slow, and in kind AJ forwarded to a more bass heavy track from her favorite list of songs to watch Rarity strip to.

It was torturous. Rarity could feel her muscles nearly seize every time the temperature near her nethers changed, and despite the added sensitivity from the aphrodisiac the slow subtle grinds were never going to be enough to get the proverbial job done. Her nipples were now painfully erect, every movement seemed to be fine tuned to turn the heat in her skin to thunderous waves of lusty need. “D-AH-arling, I-I am getting a touch winded, the-AH,” Rarity fell to the small wooden stage surrounding the pole, taking a knee as she shivered from a sudden wave of the drug’s powerful effect.

“You ok Rares?” AJ asked, some genuine concern showing through her need to be domineering. As Rarity raised her head, and gave a confident glare AJ smiled, “You were saying babe?” Applejack asked, resuming her dull monotone, and slowly lowering her bra to gently flick at her erect nipple. She could feel her jeans growing warm just from the spectacle and light pleasuring she was partaking in, slow and steady, just like Granny always said in reference to making a proper pie.

“Just, fuck!” Rarity squealed standing and feeling the comparatively cool air of the lounge brush across her soaking nethers. Putting her hand over her lips at the profanity, knees now shaking with no reservations. “Yes, ahem, well I was wondering if maybe I might give you a lap dance ma’am?” Rarity asked, praying that perhaps she might seduce AJ into some kind of harder action.

Applejack smiled deviously, waiting a moment to take in the sight of her quivering lover, and simply gave a nod, “Sure Rares, catch your breath, but remember no touching allowed,” at that AJ spread her legs wide and flicked her neck straight back once in a come hither motion, her sharp eyes never leaving the wonderful sight of a slowly cracking Rarity. A thought suddenly occurred to her, and with a smooth motion the farm girl slowly leaned down, her plaid shirt riding just high enough that it exposed her impressively worked midriff.

Rarity mentally cursed every filthy word she had ever heard at seeing the adonis like body of her lover.
Rarity’s mind worked quickly, forming ideas for a proper lap dance. Methodically Rarity sashayed her hips as she approached AJ, putting on her best bedroom eyes. Spinning quickly, and barely catching herself as the fast movement passed air over her exposed pussy, Rarity popped her ass directly at her lover. Shaking it lightly and turning her head over her shoulder, “Mmm darling, does my ass not look EEP!” Rarity’s eyes grew watery from a sudden assault of sensation across her swollen sex.

AJ had to chuckle, sure her girlfriend’s perky ass was amazing, and the veritable buffet of exposure she was getting from the tight shorts was a hard sight not to leap on. However, when one spreads one’s legs, and exposes oneself, one might just get a little rub from the tip of their mistress’ boot, and it seemed to have the desired effect. Her cheeks flushed crimson, and whether or not it was intentional the squeak she had made was a proper combination of adorable and erotic. AJ simply tilted her head to the side and asked, “Does your ass look what? Bigger, well yeah darlin’, right sexy that ass is,” AJ continued, slowly moving her boot as she spoke, only pulling it away as Rarity began to pant.

“Unf, y-yes thank you darling,” Rarity managed to groan, her fingernails cutting into her palms as she did her best to restrain herself. Moving herself backward Rarity began to slowly grind herself, moving into position on Applejack’s left hip and groaning. Suddenly with an incredibly quick movement Rarity threw her leg over AJ’s head, and bent her entire body back, giving a perfect view of her slavering pussy, and the underside of her bust. She heard a slow appreciative whistle, and at least inwardly enjoyed the attention given to the body she’d worked to cultivate just for her lover. “You li-AHH!” Rarity screamed and tumbled off her lover, as her lover turned that whistle into a soft blow against her spread and inflamed pussy.

“Aww Rares ya fell, and I was just getting to enjoy the view,” Applejack sighed, prodding her shivering lover’s exposed thigh with the toe of her boot. Rarity snapped back, the cool touch of a leather boot making waves of electricity fire all through her. Backing herself to the pole and stumbling to return to her feet, a now panting Rarity attempted to recenter her thoughts. She needed a release, needed something, but to collapse and beg for it was out of the question.

“Ah-I feel so refreshed!” Rarity panted, placing her hand on the pole and swinging around on it. Sure her knees threatened to buckle from the air passing over her, but as she built up speed she managed to twirl down the pole. AJ seemed preoccupied, looking to the clock as though she were bored. Rarity huffed at this, until she began to feel a subtle tingle. Applejack simply smiled her free hand now moving south as she prepared for the real show to begin.

“OH Gods~” Rarity hissed, feeling a sudden tingling explosion pass all over her flesh, cursing her lack of memory of the every detail of horse fly tonic’s effects. Her clit burned with every passing second, her hips were now automatically gyrating against the fabric of the open pants, desperate for release in a way that was nearing the point of physical pain. Her eyes streamed as the swelling in her tender nipples grew past the point she’d ever known as erect, it burned, it tingled, and the ripples through her were coming faster with every passing second. “Da-AH-arling, p-ohh shit!- Please may I begin stripping?” Rarity chanced praying that being naked might take some of the strain from her as she formulated a plan to rouse her lover to action.

“Not yet, I’m enjoying this view too much to just let it go,” AJ said. “But if it helps I’ll letcha dance faster now, I wanna see that butt of yours shake,” AJ smiled darkly as Rarity’s eyes grew more watery, and her lip curled into a tight frown. With a quick movement AJ’s free hand changed the music again to a fast paced, intense series of beats, all while her other hand slowly drifted south over her body.

Rarity’s mind was growing hazy, her vision tunneling to the vision of her normally submissive girlfriend now taking a slow full lead, and providing her as much an erotic show as she had ever done with stripping. The dressmaker found herself staring slack jawed, breaths coming in slow ragged succession as every beat of her heart sent blood coursing straight to her clit. AJ suddenly snapped her fingers, and with a shaky nod her dance began anew.

It was hell now, the pole had cooled down again, and the command to suddenly perform more high intensity dance moves. Rarity tried, she focused all her available control on her muscles as she climbed up the pole, her arms now stretching her body shakily out to form a full 90 degree angle between her body and the pole. Normally she could spin like this, move her legs, or even hold the position, but after a few seconds of it Rarity succumbed to her lack of control, and brought her legs quickly back for a basic spin down. She moaned without restraint as her pussy made only occasional contact with the cool pole eliciting more and more lubrication from the over sensitive flesh. As her toes made contact with the ground Rarity began to bounce her ass pleasingly to the beat, now groaning as though every lick of air was a tongue writhing over her needy lust.

“Mmm, faster,” AJ commanded, slowly playing with the flesh around her navel, flexing her abdominals as the beat to the music grew steadily faster, building to a climax. In much the same way Rarity’s desperate dance grew less steady, more chaotic. She felt the beat enter her, compelling her to perform a dance she could not properly complete. Her feet padded faster over the hard wood, her hips dipping lower as small rivulets of herself found their way to that hard floor. Her tongue lolled from her mouth as the torrent of pleasure and need for more tore through her sweaty body.

“P-ahn-lease mistress, please!” Rarity squealed, no longer in control of her body, feeling the ravaging forces of lust consume her sense of decorum. Her ass bobbed, her breasts jiggled with fiery intensity as she ground herself desperately against the pole. The beats came now hard, erratic, fast, and Rarity’s heart picked up with them pulsing new fiery blood through her body. The fabric, that coarse angry mistress, rubbing every sensitive portion of her inflamed skin. Lust so deep that it thrummed with pain and pleasure, Rarity had worked hours to get this reaction with whip, clamp, and vibration, but now AJ sat before her, watching Rarity’s body betray her in every way, and all the farmer had to do was spike a drink and play some music.

“Here comes that finale, show momma a good spin,” AJ commanded, slowly strumming her panty line as she might her bass, strangely just as deeper bass pounded the room. Rarity wasted no time, her hands grabbing clumsily at the pole, spinning with all her strength and none of her skill. Her body flew around the room, snaking into the pole as she bent her back, her legs now straight up in the air. The music pounded to a conclusion, just as Rarity hugged to the pole for stability and thus rubbed her clitoris directly on it. The bass dropped, and Rarity screamed as her lust climaxed for but a second, sending a shock through her body that left the dancer spread on the floor, moaning for a return to the wonderful release that left a puddle beneath her.

“Huh, pretty good there Rares, but why do ya keep falling?” AJ asked innocently, her thumb only now breaching her thin white cotton panties. Rarity’s head turned slightly, her body twitching as the orgasm faded back to dull painful heat. She was breathing shallow ragged breaths as she tried to compose some request, but words would not come. “That’s ok darlin’ we’ll do a slower song now, gotta keep you in practice!” AJ’s voice was almost unnaturally cheery, and as she spoke Rarity’s eyes filled with tears.

Standing Rarity took a deep breath, pulling the slow thumping string of a standing jazzy bass into her. She ran her hands down herself, flinging her hair up as her drenched sex now gushed her juices down her quivering thighs. She danced now, grinding the air, loving even the absence of flesh before her. The music droned on as Rarity worked her body up and down, every low note bringing her body lower and lower until her exposed sex radiated heat against the grain of the floor’s wood. She came so close, just a touch of it to her gasping pussy might bring her back to that bliss Applejack didn’t need to know about.

“Damn that’s a good looking dance, why not bring yourself closer and give me another little lap dance?” Rarity wanted to scream, she’d been so close to secretly winning even a morsel of relief, and now she had to stand, and move to her lover, legs now firmly closed in anticipation of a good show. Perhaps now she might earn her reward, her eyes betrayed her hope to AJ, and that hope made AJ smile.

“Ah-nother lap dance darling?” Rarity asked, giving a weak watery eyed smile.

“Naw darlin, I just want you to turn and jiggle that naughty ass for me. What ya get for trying to sneak an orgasm in,” AJ winked as she spoke, chuckling internally as the colors in Rarity’s face went from red, to pale, and back again to a blush. “Now get shakin’ or I’ll tie you down and run a feather duster over you for an hour,” AJ’s voice was grave as she spoke, causing Rarity to clap her hands over her mouth, and her knees to visibly clack together.

Rarity hopped to it, literally jumping as the images of her body bound in unknowable erotic agony flooded her poor mind. Bending then, at the back, and spreading her legs wide Rarity began to gyrate her hips, gasping and mewling at the fiction against her needy body. She braced herself with her hands, and watched open mouthed as her poor under loved pussy began to leak more and more onto her carpet. In her right mind she’d have lamented the need to clean that. In her current mind she only had a desire to taste how well she mingled with the perfect rouge of the carpet.

AJ smiled over Rarity, loving the sight of her slowly sinking into lust driven madness. “Yeah shake it harder for me girl I wanna see that ass move!” With those words AJ brought her unoccupied hand down just hard enough on Rarity’s slowly bouncing ass. Rarity crumpled and her moans betraying the veritable fountain coming from her crotch.

“AHHN-FFFuck,” Rarity groaned, her cheek rubbed against the coarse fibers of the carpet as her eyes rolled back from the sheer burning pleasure from just being touched through the denim. Her mind drew a blank, she almost slipped into that erotic nothingness of subspace, but something tore her back. “NO!” She screamed as a boot licked her clit, leaving a cold impossible wanting to be replaced by the burning need of the drug pumping her blood to her engorged clitoris.

“C’mon, get on up, less you need me to strap you down,” AJ whispered, moving down to look at her debased lover as she struggled to move from the thrumming in her core. AJ smiled as that beautiful ass rose, popping to the beat as its owner panted, rubbing her thinly veiled breasts against the floor. Her mouth hung open with groaning panting breaths, unable to form words as she jiggled her ass for all she was worth. “Up we go, come on now ya slut,” Applejack said, sliding her hand under the knot of the cowgirl top, and lifting her lover up by her top.

The fabric strained, Rarity gasped, the cotton roughly embracing her badly swollen nipples as she rose. “Ahn-please darling I beg you, more!” Rarity shouted over the music, trying her best to stabilize herself on her feet. Rarity shook harder now from the denial, but with another pat on her ass, began to twerk just as Aloe had once taught her. “Ah, unf, yes, touch me more oh darling I need your hands, please,” Rarity’s voice was breathlessly desperate, her ass now moving to the point of allowing the rough denim to ride up.

AJ’s smiled grew wider as Rarity’s ass cheeks began to clap together, seeing the jean shorts ride clear into her holes. Every clap now a rub, the rubbing clearly maddening her ass now as much as her sensitive pussy. It was glorious, and finally her hand had made it to the button at the top of her swollen pussy. Now the pleasure was coming full force, the sights, sounds, and smells of her lover debasing herself and now begging for relief at her boot. It was intoxicating.

Intoxication was indeed a theme as Rarity felt the rubbing teasing joy that was denim, running across her ass, sliding across her puckered anus, and always teasing at the entirety of her boiling hot cunt. The friction burned, and yet it was the only escape from the needful state of her body. So she gladly clapped her ass, shaking and jiggling the wide firm tush begging to be smacked, to be play with, to be penetrated. Her mind was awash with visions of AJ putting her poor body to task, making her a mewling little whore from every dirty, wonderful, and debauch action she would subject herself to.

“Alright, you’re doing great Rares, last time ya didn’t even make it twenty minutes, but I paid for a whole night's worth of pole dancing, so get to that pole and strip for me proper.” With that AJ put her boot to the jiggling ass of her lover, and pushed. Obviously not investing anywhere near her full strength, but enough to make the jittery slut that Rarity had become to stumble to the stage. AJ flicked herself growling from her own growing need to cum as Rarity practically crawled to the wooden stage, clawing at the floor in desperate impossible need.

Now it was on, Rarity’s lust was no more abated by the two forceful, ten second long orgasms she’d had, now she needed to please AJ, needed to tip her hand to action. With an awkward move Rarity began spinning slowly around the pole and bending at the waist to pop her perky tits from her top. That turned out to be a mistake, as the fabric slipped over her nipples, exposing them just enough she found herself uncontrollably moaning from the simple pleasure of the friction. Her knees lamented the decision by threatening to give out, her pussy by drowning the perfect wooden stage in essence of Rarity.

“More,” AJ commanded, slowly rubbing circles into her clit, loving the lascivious peek into Rarity’s losing battle through her slutty position. Rarity groaned, raising up and mewling as her breasts found a chaotic position within the top again. Now arching backwards Rarity tore the button from the jean shorts, fully exposing her slavering pussy to her lover as she dropped to her knees with some practiced softness.

“Oh take my body,” Rarity moaned, her back and head arched away as she blushed mightily from her own language combined with grinding her lusty pussy at her lover. “Make me yours, take my body and break it, I need it!” Her voice was high and strained. Every thrust hit at her causing the swelling in her clit. Rising after a moment Rarity turned, and slid her thumbs in the waistline of her tight shorts, yanking them partway down and exposing her creamy white ass. With a quick jiggle and a sudden pull Rarity exposed herself entirely to Applejack.

“Mmm, looks like you’re getting pretty turned on there Rares,” Applejack commented, loving the sight of Rarity bent and spreading her ass, tongue lolled out as she stared back near cross eyed from the strain of her lust. “But if you want something ya gotta use simpler language, we country folk don’t mince words well,” AJ groaned softly, filling her pussy with her fingers as she played at the wonderful image before her.

Rarity groaned, part of her mind demanding that she debase herself no more. However that part was so small compared to the veritable chorus of voices screaming at her to do whatever she had to in order to earn some form of proper pleasure. “D-ah- fuck, Mistress fuck me, take my bent over slutty invitation and turn me into your little whore. I need you to violate me. I will do anything for you to just fill me, rut me like a horse in the fields, I am your toy,” Rarity groaned out the request, her fingers trembling as she spread her ass even further.

“Oh, you want me to fuck you huh?” AJ asked, leaning back as she moved her fingers deeper to the coarse spot she’d learned of all thanks to the degraded slut before her. With a mighty groan, and a hard series of rubs under her jeans AJ came to a hard groaning climax herself. “Sorry darlin’” AJ sighed, her climax finally wearing of, all while Rarity’s eyes and pussy streamed from the wonderful awful sight. “Looks like I’d need to be convinced, maybe a little more of that slutty dancing of yours could get me back up?” AJ gave a cheeky grin, and extracting her hand shook her fingers for her needy lover “Letcha taste though.”

Rarity shook, sobs threatening to rack her frustrated body as she slowly pulled herself up. Her composure gone, she simply stepped free of the denim costume, and stumbled to kneel before Applejack. As a reward for being so supplicant she was allowed to rest her aching pussy on her mistress’ boot as she licked clean her fingers. “Good little slut,” AJ whispered, sliding the top of her boot slowly against her lover.

“MNPH, nghh,” Rarity screamed, then groaned as the orgasm finally ripped through her, wetting her carpet and making her body convulse from sheer ecstasy. Rarity then found herself ripped from the bliss as AJ lifted her entire convulsing body and spread her just so that her head, now free of Mistress’ fingers, was in a puddle she’d made. The boot atop her made her head spin with panic and excitement.

“Look what ya did slut, making a mess of the carpet. Need you to apologize for that before I consider giving you anymore gifts,” Applejack said coolly, making certain to not press too hard, but not to soft so as to keep the illusion firmly in place.

“P-ahn! Please forgive this dirty little whore Mistress, she could not control the way her slutty body acted to you,” Rarity’s mewlings muffled only slightly by the pressure of the boot. Her head spun between the excitement, the slight burn of the shaggy carpet, and the musky scent of her own juices. Still worse her loins burned now even worse, seeming to only be sharpened in their unstoppable hunger for orgasmic bliss after so little pleasure. Still from her position she shook her needy rump as best she could begging, she seemed truly penitent for her transgressions.

“Well shoot sugarcube I forgive ya. Now you just scoot on up to that stage and show ol’ AJ how much you really need me.” With that AJ lifted her boot and spread her legs once more. The feeling of her soaked panties was delicious as it subtly conveyed through her jeans just how much she wanted Rarity, and just how far she might go to drive her mad. Rarity shivered under the gaze of her lover. Even after exposing herself in such a filthy fashion, only now did she feel truly naked, truly vulnerable.

“Y-yes Mistress,” Rarity squeaked her shaky hands grasping at the pole, slithering her body again around the deliciously cool prop. She had grown so overtaken by her lust that the sounds she made were simply a guttural combination of moans and curses at just how amazing it felt to be grinding her raging hot sex against the pole. So fogged was her mind that even the feeling of naked vulgarity made her hot, as she spun grinding her soaking edged pussy on the pole, and licked gladly at her own musky emissions, not breaking eyes with her lover.

AJ nodded happily, seeing the drugs last few effects take hold, removing her inhibitions, and bringing the tight throbbing lust to an unceasing rise. Her girlfriend was now licking her own juices off a stripper pole, without dignity, inhibition, or pants. Now she was prepared for some proper commands, like a broken in horse she could be trained. “Alright slut, enough enjoying y’erself,” AJ commanded flatly standing up as though to inspect an animal, “spread that fat ass and rub up and down that pole.

Rarity positively jumped at the command, her naughty mind posing just how beautiful it would feel to be watched doing something so obscene. So stepping forward and spreading her ass she pushed directly against the pole. Her entire lower half shuddered as she let out a low groan. “Fuck oh Mistress my ass,” Rarity bit at her lower lip as the lower portion of her labia slid against the pole. “Yes please Mistress, my body needs more~” Rarity practically growled as immense pleasure flooded her mind.

“Easy ya nasty little slut, I didn’t say you could enjoy this,” AJ said, moving to the bag she’d drug over after making her cozy perch. “You’ve been so bad that y’all need proper training.” With that AJ pulled something out of the bag that made Rarity’s eyes go wide.

“D-darling you can’t be serious,” Rarity whispered, shuddering as her partner approached her, hands full of something that would torture her to no end in the coming moments.

“You asked for this ya little slut, turn around and spread em,” AJ shook the positively massive metal butt plug, still frosty from the cold packs that had surrounded it. The lube she’d chosen, however, was all the more devious, and though unmarked Rarity would soon know she had more to fear than just the fullness.

Rarity nodded, somber at the idea of taking such a stiff girth, but also excited at finally being penetrated. Going to her knees she shakily spread her ass, exposing her cute pucker to AJ. AJ was typically one to hold back, her strength only slightly below even Big Mac or Sunset, both of whom could bend metal and crush bricks. This was not one of those times, as Rarity’s ass suddenly filled with two fingers covered in lubricant. “AH FUCK!” Rarity crooned her yet unstretched hole now being properly taken advantage of. Her slit exploded with angry pulsing pleasure as her puffy swollen labia honestly quivered at the lack of attention.

“Keep quiet or you get tied,” AJ said, spreading Rarity’s anus just enough to accommodate the steel toy. In kind Rarity simply shivered, holding her tongue as bodily orgasm after orgasm flooded her, slamming her holes tighter and tighter, and yet something awful was happening. Even as the pleasure crested at an unthinkable peak, as she was riding the waves of her orgasms, suddenly something cold hit her. Rarity squealed, her mouth closed as the unthinkably cold tingle began to shatter her pleasure and sharpen the intense need in her.

“D-AHrling, w-ahah-at is th-oh FUCK, that?” Rarity stuttered, praying her prediction was wrong.

“It’s Pinkie’s special Zero Degree lube,” AJ whispered darkly withdrawing her fingers, and giving no time for reprieve as she began to bore the freezing, wet, piece of expanding steel into her lover’s tortured ass. She took inches one and two well, but by inch three the wideness was clearly straining the constantly orgasming woman’s poor ass, but AJ’s resolve for putting a thing in its place would not be tested. She flicked the top of the lube and put a regular stream onto the expanded anus of her lover, and with another inch, an unchecked scream, and a pop the plug was in.

Now Rarity was in trouble. Her ass was frozen and squeezing the thick plug inside of her like a vice, but the cold had as much an effect on keeping the flow of orgasms away as the girth did in pleasing her. She lay on all fours, a puddle formed under her of cold and warm lubricant. Her breaths were ragged, frustrated and worse her pussy was near burning. That feeling only got even worse as AJ’s fingers suddenly brushed her lips, tearing another tight orgasm through her body.

AJ knew that she had sealed the fate of her lover for the evening, both by inserting the numbing plug, and by adding just a drop of the terribly effective horse fly tonic directly to Rarity’s pussy. The effect was immediate. Rarity shook, the torrent of cold and hot, full and empty causing her to roll over and seize with unthinkable need. The pleasure of being touched and filled with the dull pain of her ass adjusting to such a large presence pulling her just to the brink, but never letting her go.

“Alright, ya got yer fullness, now keep dancing for me, chop chop,” AJ commanded, reaching into Rarity’s top and giving her lover’s left tit a cruel flick with her middle finger.

“AHN-fuck!” Rarity sobbed, the sensitivity sending crippling pain and pleasure all through her. Despite this, she knew full well that she would be punished severely if she failed to rise to the occasion. Thus Rarity found herself shakily rising and now starring Applejack down, waiting for further instruction as she tried not to slip on the wooden floor.

“Take that top off, and jiggle those tits for me, I wanna see the goods bounce,” Applejack commanded, stepping close to further inspect her handiwork in breaking the poor woman. Rarity tried, working shakily to undo the knot, but with a grunt AJ cut her off, grabbing the knot that held the only remaining shred of modesty for the breaking slut, and ripping it off in one motion. Her breasts shook free of their confinement, the swollen nipples, normally pink, now closer to red, beads of sweat running down them.

Rarity now did her best, working to shake her stuff for her lover, shuddering as the plug rattled and rolled inside of her. It made the suddenly rising swelling in her pussy feel all the more needy and she nearly collapsed from just that effort. However she was forced to faster motion as Applejack again flicked her nipple causing her to cry out in painful ecstasy. She bounced now, praying to please her mistress, to earn a reward, any reward for the heat growing worse and worse between her legs.

AJ nodded enjoying the reddening visage of her broken and debased lover. Her mouth was a constant open and gasping maw, her eyes streaming, and her pussy a torrent of juices. “Good, now your ass again, I wanna see what that plug does to you trying to make it clap,” AJ commanded, punctuating her statement with hard pinch to both of her lover’s nipples.

Rarity, in kind, screamed, her holes contracting, her ass squeezing the plug to death and her pussy gushing yet more juice. She felt as though she could spread her legs and let a bullet train slide in. AJ squeezed, pulled, and finally let go as Rarity turned quickly to avoid yet more torture. Even these orgasms only inflamed her, making her need more pronounced, and so, grabbing the pole Rarity bent to 90 degrees.

AJ marvelled at just how nice Rarity’s ass looked when the base of metal plug protruded from her ass. Rarity gasped as she tried to make the necessary snapping motions to cause her ass to make that pleasing clap, that the plug jostled in her, thumping dully against her and bringing her to the painful point just before an orgasm. She groaned knowing she’d need to snap harder, feeling the pressure build to a head inside of her.

“Faster now,” AJ commanded, bringing a hand slamming down hard on Rarity’s ass. Rarity let out a guttural cry as the pain brought her almost over the edge. Rarity snapped to action, giving her back the hard snapping motions, and making her ass cheeks meet in a resounding fleshy clap.

“Ah Ah ffff nah!” Rarity moaned, feeling the unending torrent of the edge just as much as she felt the undying need for more orgasms. She twerked and twerked until she felt the plug begin to become dislodged. “Ah Mistress, please, help me~” Rarity groaned indicating that the plug was now fiercely breaching the tightness of her anus.

“Better hold it in you loose slut, I expect my little whore to keep a tight ass if she expects any presents later,” AJ said, knowing her girlfriend couldn’t possibly hold the heavy plug in now that it had started to slip. Now AJ was hot, unzipping her pants and plunging her hand into her snatch, rubbing greedily at herself as she watched her girlfriend sob at the effort and slow failure that was keeping the plug in while keeping her ass clapping.

Rarity had lost it, her pussy was screaming at her to just fall down and rub herself raw, her ass was a blizzard, but the unsubtle ass fucking she was receiving as she tried to pull the plug up inside herself with no hands and clapping furiously. All the while she could only squeeze her eyes shut and sob from the herculean effort and denial she was a victim of. “I-ah I need, fuck, I need to be fucked Mistress please,” Rarity screamed through sobs and moans.

“Look at me you whore, I want you to see what you’re missing,” Applejack commanded, lowering her jeans just enough to give a view of her furiously finger fucking herself with the same hand she’d used to rub more tonic on Rarity’s pussy. It may have been diluted, but the effect was still obvious as AJ frantically fingered herself.

Rarity obliged, and quickly wished she hadn’t as the sight of her masturbating lover drove her to groaning jealousy. “PLEASE,” Rarity gasped panting like a dog as she begged “I don’t care what you want, sell me to Adagio, fist fuck me till I can’t walk, sit on my face for an hour. I will do any debase thing you want just FUCK ME!” Rarity screamed at the end, partially out of desperation, partially because her plug had just slipped fully. It felt like her ass had just been fucked by a bull, as it slammed shut from the plug’s emergence and dull thud on the floor.

Rarity slumped pathetically, rolling over and grinding into the air, her naked body desperate for proper stimulation, desperate to be stepped on and dominated, used and abused to Applejack’s whim. Her hands were lost to her desire trailing down her navel, the last of her control eroding in the form of raking her nails over her flesh. She needed relief and soon she’d have it. As her fingers slipped over her engorged clit. She let out a yelping scream as orgasms again rolled over her. “Yes Yes OH YES!” Rarity screamed as bliss rolled closer and closer to the strongest climax yet.

“Hold on there missy,” AJ said grabbing her lover's wrists and lifting her slowly. Rarity hung, a limp whimpering mess. Her hair was matted, her eyes rolled back in her head, and her mouth hung in panting breaths. “I didn’t tell you to cum, you disobeyed me, how are you gonna pay me back for not listening ya naughty little bitch?” Applejack asked, waiting patiently for a response. When none came AJ seized Rarity’s nipple, sending another massive orgasm rippling through her body and causing her to scream.

Just as the pleasure rolled over her seizing body the pain came even quicker. She sobbed from the feeling keeping her from whatever glorious pleasure was just beyond the intense, almost painful orgasms that she kept having. “I am y-AH!” Rarity’s breath hitched as AJ twisted tighter on her tit, bringing her to full consciousness once more. “Your whore,” Rarity sobbed finally. “Break me, make my body a filthy little fuck toy, use me, please Mistress use my body. I can barely stand it anymore!” Rarity panted after speaking, all the futility draining her to the point of being willing to do anything for the area beyond this hellish edge.

AJ considered the words of her broken girlfriend, giving them plenty of time to set in. Then with a slow thoughtful movement Applejack brought her hand up, and slapped Rarity across the face. Rarity shivered looking up at her lover. “You really think you’re ready to drop so low you filthy whore,” AJ asked seriously looking deeply into Rarity’s sapphire eyes.

“Please Mistress, break me. Let me be your mindless slut, just give me relief I beg you,” Rarity whispered softly, almost unfazed by the growing redness in her cheek. Her body hadn’t even come close to the point of coming down from the constant thrumming need that the aphrodisiac had instilled in her. “Fuck me darling, I am yours.” With that Rarity began to grind her pelvis into the air once more, groaning with sweet needy pleasure as she rotated her hips.

“Pathetic,” AJ said shaking her head and letting Rarity fall to the ground. She smiled, even as she tried to convey pure frustration, smiled a smile of someone that had really won something excellent. Rarity was finally truly broken, and now AJ felt she owed her poor lover just a little reprieve. So standing AJ pushed her hand into her panties again, and strummed casually at her slowly swelling clit she commanded, “You will beg me to cum, and you will cum when I tell you.” Rarity simply mewled in delight nodding.

Suddenly Rarity found a wonderous pressure on on her sex. AJ had stepped on her slowly, carefully, but forcefully grinding her boot into the slavering cunt of the dressmaker. “Ahn yes, oh yes, more!” Rarity mewled grinding herself into that wonderful pressure, and thanking the gods AJ had chosen to change into smooth bottomed dress boots as opposed to the dirty old work boots she’d arrived in.

AJ marvelled at just how well Rarity had already taken to degrading herself under her boot. Smiling wider AJ began to grind a touch harder, slipping her pants further down so she might put a few fingers inside her own swollen pussy, each thrusting finger bringing her to an orgasm that would nearly break other women. AJ, however, was no normal woman, Rarity had tortured her so often that she could hold toys inside of her while working for hours on the farm. Standing and cumming in her panties while putting her broken girlfriend through the ringer was a walk in the park. “Keep begging, if you stop before I say the word I will put you in chastity!” Applejack commanded grinding further the smooth sole of her boot into her lover.

“Yes Mistress, please let me cum, I’ll obey your every order if you just finish me, anything you desire I will give you my body is your slutty toy to play with, just please let me cum!” Rarity moaned, knowing well she was still gushing orgasm after orgasm, but focusing her entire being in pleasing her mistress with her filthy mouth. As that glorious feeling began to return Rarity braced herself, her nails digging into her arms as she tried to stave it off to the point where the final orgasm might not rip through her till Mistress commanded it.

AJ groaned softly, now letting a cheeky finger slip into her ass as she pleasured herself. “Yes, that’s right you little slut, tell your mistress just how much of a slut you are, let me know you really want to cum under my boot,” AJ’s ministrations ground into her lover harder now. She could feel Rarity bucking up against her, the puddle growing with every massive building orgasm coming to a mighty crescendo. She even admired the cute way Rarity held back the flood of pleasure by bracing herself and digging in.

“Fuck me with your boot Mistress, make my filthy pussy cum till I pass out under you.” Rarity moaned her breath now ragged as the control of the coming flood of pleasure slipped more and more. “It’s so h-AH-t please Mistress let me cum, let me serve under you and cum for your boot!” Rarity screamed, bucking her hips wildly against the warmed surface of Applejack’s boot.

AJ drew in a ragged breath, her pussy now dripping just as much as her lover’s. She quaked from the closeness, but reserved herself for one final game. “Cum like the worthless little whore you are,” AJ whispered suddenly tapping her boot rapidly on Rarity’s swollen exposed clitoris.

It was too much Rarity felt the dam break, felt the kind of orgasm one experiences only so many times shake her. Her mind went blank, her eyes rolling back and back arching at an angle that could only be called unnatural. Just as AJ let her foot up on more time a fierce spurt of ejaculate came from her lover’s pussy. It was an oddly soundless display as Rarity almost seemed incapable of even breathing during the throes of her pleasure. It was mindless dripping erotic bliss, and Rarity loved every aching minute of the release.

When finally AJ had stepped back from Rarity’s swollen cunt she could only smile at the mess they’d managed to make. Rarity lay before her gasping for air and still twitching violently from the aftershocks, which were likely orgasms within themselves. AJ simply leaned down picking Rarity up and dragging her to the perfect spot for her next and final act. Through being drug Rarity only moaned more as her entire body seemed to be near the point of an erogenous zone. Staging her head at a proper angle Applejack moved to remove her clothes. She sighed happily as the drug took its full ravaging effect over her.

Rarity slowly regained her awareness, the dull thudding in her nethers still very present, but slowly allowing her mind to return. All the awful things she’d said, tasting herself, groaning on the floor, and begging like a common whore. It was so vulgar, and yet so erotic, “Oooh darling now I see why you enjoy the bottom so much,” Rarity said with breathy satisfaction. She’d planned to say more, but that became incredibly difficult with an ass suddenly shoved in her face.

“Oh you’re not even close to done yet you naughty little whore, now you’re gonna give me a proper thank you for all of that hard work,” Applejack said grinding herself hard onto her lover's face. “Get to licking and don’t stop till you’re even more soaked than you we-ah!” AJ’s command quickly died as her lover licked long and hard against her dripping slit. The incorrigible woman now grabbing AJ’s thighs and digging her nails into them as she admired the only view she had, that of Applejack’s firm ass.

Rarity was still so dazed that it didn’t matter what she had to do, her mind’s only thought was pleasing her benevolent mistress for giving her such an amazing orgasm. She stuck her tongue deeply into her lover’s folds sliding all around the warm musky confines and basking in the country woman’s moans of delight. Her pussy was still drenched from all the activity, but just hearing her lover croon in satisfaction had brought the constant thrum of amazing pleasure back to her. She was Mistress’ toy, and now Mistress was blessing her face with such a wonderful treat.

AJ simply rode Rarity’s face, her partner’s tongue more violent in her that any bronco. It was an incredible sensation. Reaching down Applejack began roughly rubbing her clit. It had only taken moments but the sensation of a massive orgasm was pounding at her. Legs shaking AJ reached back for one final degrading punishment, grabbing at Rarity’s hair and pulling her back.

Rarity whined sadly at being robbed of her lover’s delicious pussy, rivulets of juices flowing down her chin. “Mistress, do I not please you?” she asked pathetically praying Applejack was enjoying the treatment.

“Naw you did pretty good for a dirty little whore, but tonight you’re gonna do somethin’ I’ve never gotten you to do,” AJ’s voice was dangerously cold as she shook her ass in Rarity’s face.

“Anything Mistress, I will perform any way I can no mph-” Rarity was again denied speaking as AJ thrust again into her face. This time, however, Rarity found her head buried firmly between Applejack’s ass cheeks.

“Lick my ass like the low down whore you are,” AJ growled waiting for a proper response. Much as she’d enjoyed Rarity’s tongue work in the past she’d always wanted to see just how she’d work her ass. It took seconds for the broken fashionista to to begin lapping at her lover's anus with practiced ease. “OH fuck yes that’s exactly what momma needs,” AJ groaned her back arching as Rarity buried her fingers into the meat of her ass.

Rarity was in heaven, Mistress seemed to so enjoy the vulgarity of her naughty tongue, and the filthiness of the act alone was a turn on for her. She jiggled AJ’s ass in her hands clapping four cheeks together as she buried her tongue deep and twisting inside her ass.

AJ moaned, her fingers finding their way to her slit as she began to want for full force stimulation. Her pussy was dripping, and four fingers slid in easily despite the developing tightness, leaving her thumb to brush against her clit. “Ahn yes come on girl, I’m gettin’ there!” Applejack moaned riding wave after wave of orgasm making her legs shaky from the constant exertion.

Rarity felt it coming from her position, and with a naughty thrust up of her tongue buried herself as deep as she could into Applejack’s clenching ass. At that she felt AJ lose it, a loud yell emanating from somewhere that wasn’t between her ass cheeks, and a sudden stiffness that robbed her of air. For a full minute AJ seemed to ride the Orgasm, constantly convulsing from the pleasure. When it finally ended Rarity found AJ sprawled across her, both of them gasping for breath.

“Dang,” AJ whispered, trying to regain control of her legs as she crawled to Rarity’s side, cuddling up to the abused but happy woman.

“Eeeyup,” Rarity responded, nuzzling into the farmer with a happy mewl.
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“I still cannot believe you had me debase myself in such ways darling… Nor just how much I enjoyed it,” Rarity said cuddled up to Applejack on the couch as a movie began on the large T.V, she’d had installed .

“I can’t believe how good you are at being a subby little bitch darlin’,” AJ replied cheekily, earning a huff from the scorned fashionista. It had been an hour of slowly making their way to the couch between occasionally enjoying an orgasm, but finally the drug had worn off and Rarity’s inhibitions had returned.

“Well darling I’ll have you know that I in no way endorse such lewd behaviors,” Rarity responded turning her head to the side and crossing her arms under the blanket they were sharing.

“Oh? So you didn’t even enjoy it a bit huh? ‘Cause all that screaming says different,” Applejack chuckled planting a soft kiss on Rarity’s cheek.

Rarity opened an eye and sighed, “Perhaps I enjoyed just a few of the debauched things you made me do.” AJ simply smiled at her and nodded. “What? You act as though I… Oh fine, enough of the charade that was marvelous, I’ve never felt so filthy or so sexy in my life as when you were stepping on me,” Rarity admitted turning into the strong arms of Applejack to better cuddle her.

“Well I’m game for that any time you are, just as long as you promise to do me the same,” Applejack said giving Rarity a genuine smile. She had to admit, smeared makeup and sex hair was an incredibly satisfying look for the blue haired beauty in this situation.

“Oh I suspect we can work that out,” Rarity purred nuzzling into the bare chest of her lover. “I have only two conditions,” she added looking up.

“Name it babe, how can I better tailor your slutty whore experience.” The line was effective as it made Rarity blush profusely, a sight that the farmer loved more than a finished harvest.

“One, never edge me that hard again. I can be a perfectly… Dirty little um whore without all that damned waiting,” Rarity whispered embarrassed at her own colorful language.

Applejack simply laughed, “Ok darlin, next time I’ll only edge you half as much,” she reached down and squeezed her lover’s expanded ass as a form of contractual agreement to the promise.

“Oooh, well I can accept that,” Rarity giggled, wiggling her ass in her lover's hand as she continued, “Condition two is you will clean up my poor lounge,” Rarity finished smiling fiendishly as the color drained from her lover’s face.

“Aww shoot,” AJ finished nodding in exasperated agreement.

“I’m just glad none of the ladies decided to drop by, I would hate for them to have heard any of that,” Rarity laughed snuggling into AJ as she stewed on the chore list she’d be completing.

“Yeah about that,” came a voice from behind the lover, just at the shadowy corner of the room. “Maybe next time lock your back door too?” Pinkie Pie offered lowering her phone from her face and plopping on the couch beside the horrified couple.

“Whole time?” AJ asked shakily

“Eeeyup” Pinkie said delightedly.

“Every word?” Rarity asked dangerously, her eyes narrowing.

“Recorded and sent to Sunny and the Dazzlings, good news is they’re buying the drinks tomorrow.” As she spoke the phone vibrated. “Oh and Dagi apparently says she’ll pay a high price for that,e AJ,” Pinkie giggled at her own message.

“Pinkie,” growled the twin voices of Applejack and Rarity.

“What? I brought pie!” With that two pillows began assaulting the giggling party girl.

Author's Note

A fun little commision and a new project for the side stories that everyone might be curious about from my hit story CU The Dazzling Sunset. Not every chapter will be straight awesome smut, but knowing me there will be plenty of that.