Elusive was in the home he shared with his lovely wife, Rarity, who was working on a few designs while he was preparing them a nice dinner to share for the evening. He had been planning a special night for them both for their anniversary. Looking out the window he saw the sun setting in the distance, and felt now was the best time. He had hopped to start their wondrous evening only moments before the astronomical twilight. He planed on the festivities of the evening to start just after dark, and every little bit had to be perfect.
As he came up to their work room he snuck up behind Rarity and planted a kiss upon her cheek, "Food is ready darling if you want to come eat. Did you get enough done for the day?"
Rarity smiled, "One can never get enough work done darling," but she set her supplies down and followed him out of the room, "and what is that I smell? It is simply divine!"
"Well it is our anniversary darling, I wanted to make something special." In their dining room he had prepared her favorite meal, a nice ravioli with the special sauce he made to go with it consisting of various cheeses with a few chopped up greens in it. "Then I have a special treat for you as well in the room my dear~"
Rarity's mouth watered, but she wondered at her lover's words. What could he be planning?
The meal was delicious, it was just the way she always loved it. They sat at the table, enjoying a lovely discussion about life and love. But all the while, she could not help but wonder what he had planned?
Could it be?
But no, he had never been comfortable with that part of her life.
He just smiled at her as they ate, his gorgeous eyes studying her like they always did, and chat his horn floating his glass to clink against her own, "To us my dear and another wonderful year together~" He chuckled while taking a sip from the glass, his eyes fixed upon hers unable to break away from the beauty he felt overly fortunate to have in his life.
And he was eating with a fork and knife knowing full well the knife was not necessary for the meal. Elusive held it up for her to see as a means to hint away at the festivities of the evening while humming a lullaby. She shivered at his singing voice, loving the lovingly smooth tone. But another, more pleasant feeling arises when her gaze fell upon the knife.
She imagined the unnecessarily sharp blade of cool steel across her chest. The heat of the blood matching the heat of his lips... She shook herself out of it. It would be just like her to finish before the night began. Elusive undoubtedly smelled the heat from her flank, and was just as excited as her. How was he so calm and collected despite the fact, she pondered hoping it would take her mind off what the knife meant.
He just smiled more as he ate his hoof casually rubbing against her own under the table while taking another sip from his wine, truth be told he was already quite excited the smell of her had been driving him wild all day but being a gentlecolt he waited patiently and controlled himself.
Something he didn't intend to do for much longer, "So how is the food darling? I do hope you enjoyed it. Took a while to get it just right for you my dear."
"It was perfect as always darling. If I didn't know any better, I'd swear your special talent was in the culinary arts!" She finished the wine, ending the meal with her head only slightly blurred from arousal and drink.
She looked at him, and wondered how long before she would break, and take him on the spot. No, bad Rarity, a lady must always be patient. And she must never make the first move.
"Maybe not a special talent but a talent nonetheless, a true gentlecolt knows how to please their mare don't they?" He smiled at her as he got up, "Shall we head to the bedroom my dear? The 'perfume' you are wearing is simply intoxicating right now and I feel it is time to show you the gift I had prepared for you." Rarity blushed, and did not trust herself to speak, lest she bite off more than she could chew.
She let him lead her into the dark bedroom. "Close your eyes," he said, and she complied. They walked, his hooves leading her.
He led her slowly to the bed knowing it would help build suspenseful anticipation within her. Laying her upon her back Elusive lovingly caressed her sides making her shiver with his touch as she fantasized what could be awaiting her. Feeling the soft fabric under herself was familiar even in her deepest and even the wildest of dreams, it wasn’t long before she slowly began to feel something wrapping around her forehooves pulling them up over her head, tying them down nice and snug against the elegant bed frame.
Doing the same with her hind legs he spread them wide as he secured the bindings to the base of the bed, "You can open your eyes now dear." He commanded while lighting a few candles around the room.
She opened her eyes, and gasped as she looked around her candlelit bedroom.
She felt like a foal in a candy store to see several instruments of sexual pleasure. Among these items, there were a few of a different kind, a darker kind.
She squirmed against her bonds in delight. "Oh Elusive, you didn't!” Her lover gazed at her, lust in his eyes and the strongest of self control holding him back.
He simply nods as he smiles at, her his horn aglow, bringing over a riding crop, rubbing the hard leather across her soft white belly, "It is our anniversary darling, and I know you're in heat. I could smell it all day, I wanted tonight to be special for us but to do that I had to tie you down." Grabbing a small grey ring from one of the tables he slipped it over her horn, cutting off her magic, "I even had Dusk make this for me so you are helpless to escape.”
"That clever little Alicorn, how did you manage that?" She said, testing the ring. The feel of the riding crop across her sensitive skin was almost too much for her. She wanted, needed to- to- oh, she couldn't even think about it without her marehood glistening over with liquid delight.
He took a deep smell of the air and smiled, rubbing the hard leather crop down her front, over her bare chest then down to her glistening marehood, pressing the round tip of the crop in just barely enough to spread her open without going in, "It took a few favors and about a month of work with him to get it my dear so I will make sure it was worth it."
His horn was still aglow as he grabbed the knife again the sharp edge shimmering in the light of the room, almost as if the knife could cut the very light of the candles.
As he smiled more looking to her dragging the cold metal side of it against her left hoof slowly down the leg not yet pushing down with it, "And I will make it a night you will never forget."
"O~oh... Oh my," she gasped.
Never had he been like this. Never had he given in to her secret fantasies. He had always been an impressive example of stallionhood, but now, with the knife and the bonds, he was like a god out of her dreams. She half expected him to grow wings right then and there. The knife toyed with her skin. She was so close already... just one more nudge… her hips gyrated against empty air, she was panting... any moment now!
The stallion smiled more down to his mare as he leaned in planting a soft loving kiss to her lips just as the blade pressed into her arm, piercing in just enough he slowly started to drag the blade down lower. Letting her feel each little inch of her skin being cut into, there was just enough pressure for Rarity to feel it without being too deep.
The deep scarlet red staining her perfect white coat, "Look at the mess you’ve made my dear," He chuckled low and lustfully letting the tip of the crop enter her soaked folds pushing and thrusting it in nice and slow, keeping a careful rhythm to keep her on the very edges of pleasure. Elusive seemed to bask in the power he had over her.
Rarity felt the kiss, felt the knife, felt the blood, felt the crop, and fell into sexual bliss.
Already she felt relief.
It had been so long without a knife.
She moaned at the crop, "Please, oh goddess please!"
Slowly he brought the knife to his lips his soft eyes locked on her's as he let her watch him lick it clean nice and slow, he didn't particularly enjoy the sharp metallic taste of it himself but with the lust in the air and how things were going he was more than willing to let it slide.
Before bringing it back down to her chest rubbing the cold side of it again gently, "Such a naughty little mare I have here on my hooves, aren't you Rarity~?"
"Yes..." She moaned. She needed him. His power, his knife, his cock, "I've always been naughty. Please Elusive, mark me! Let me bleed!" Her loins were sore from the train of keeping herself in check. But she new not to cum until told. She only wished that he would let her taste herself…
Now he climbed upon the bed his hard thick length on display, pulling the crop away to make room for himself.
Grinding up and down along her soaked wet folds causing her to moan out gently from it, "And what do we do with naughty mares Rarity~?" Once again he pierced into her letting the sharp blade cut into her chest before dragging it down slowly to her belly.
He lifted the knife to her lips he smiled, "We punish them~" He was still in control but the lust and scent in the air was quickly breaking through his already weakened resolve, watching her squirm under him as he held the knife to her so she may taste it herself, "I want to hear you beg my dear, beg for every dirty thing you've ever wanted~"
It was too much, the feel of his cock, the taste of her blood, the glorious pain she felt from the wounds, and the satisfaction she felt knowing that whoever saw the scar would know that she was his. It was too much. She came. She came harder than she had in a very long time slightly drenching the underside of his stallionhood. And most of all his voice! It was more than enough to make her quiver, to hear the deep tone that was somehow soft and firm all at once.
Rarity cried out in lustful impatience, "Please, oh Lord! Take me like a common whore! Ravish me! Mark me with your seed! Oh, TAKE ME! Please!” Though she already came, and she knew she was going to pay for that quite dearly. And though her succulent juices flowed from her like a river, she was far from satisfied, and knowing that the best was yet to come only made her gush in anticipation!
Leaning himself over her spreading the blood from her chest between them both smearing it into both of their coats, shifting his hips until he lined up spreading her with his flat tip, "Who am I to refuse a lady's request?"
With that he slammed in balls deep, his tip ramming in fully and hard against her cervix deep inside, "But I don't remember giving you permission to cum yet, now did I?"
The shock she received from her senses left her absolutely stunned. He had never been so hard. And was he even bigger? That, coupled with the feeling of the blood between them was too much. She came again, harder than before. She didn't even register that he spoke, and only squeezed her inner walls in response as she panted…
He groaned in response feeling her tighten and squeeze on him once again, as the black riding crop suddenly came down hard against her soft supple flank upon her cutie mark with a loud echoing slap, "Another climax too?"
He shook his head in disapproval giving a playful lust filled groan, "And here I was trying to make tonight special but it seems you want to defy me all night hmm~?"
She screamed with joy at the pain, "Forgive me Lord, it’s just too much!" She said, wishing he would go harder…
Again he spanked her with the crop leaving a bright red strip on her side, "One lash for each climax my dear count them out, I want to hear them loud and clear or you start again understood?" He held the crop at the ready to spank her again while his cock was still thrusting in and out of her tight marehood, each thrust was leaking a bit of his pre while he tried to hold off his release for as long as he could to enjoy this power and control.
She rode against his cock, her legs struggling to get free. Her marehood squeezed him harder than ever.
She rushed to obey his order, “One!" She thought about how the marks would still be on her flank the next day, and couldn't wait to show them off.
Again the crop came down his magic precise enough to hit in the exact same spot deepening the mark there, "Good girl~" While he was spanking her and thrusting the knife was once again back to her right arm this time casually bringing it down her arm to match a mark to the left one letting it bleed into her fur like the first one, "I intend to walk you around town tomorrow, tail high and all~"
"Two!" She cried in wondrous pleasure.
He was panting now with his own building pleasure and arousal causing his stiff member to throb inside her, raising the crop he spanked her once more.
Crossing over the first one like an ‘X’ over her cutie mark he smiled as he slowly licked his lips, "Your heat is intoxicating my love, I think it's time to breed you like a good mare should be,” He breathed, his voice heavy with lust, “You and I will have a wonderful large family together while I continue to take care of your needs."
Sweet mother of Celestia, this was too much! The pain! The pleasure! It was sending her over the edge! The glorious cock of this glorious stallion was too much! She was going to cum again. But she dare not disobey again. She rode against his cock! Loving it, receiving it! O Faust, she was so close, and she so wanted to be bred! To be a mother! Oh Celestia, let him say it!
He could see it on her face the need and the lust as he leaned down to her ear whispering low and huskily blowing his hot breath over her ear, "Cum for me you dirty little mare, cum for me like a common whore in heat," he started to thrust faster forgetting the whip for now in favor of getting off and breeding his mare.
That was it. The universe exploded in her mind and she saw eternity, she came harder than ever before! And as her walls squeezed as hard as they could, she could feel his head flare, signaling his imminent orgasm. Oh Celestia!
Sure enough he hilted himself inside her his medial ring grinding her clit as his tip flared hard nice and wide sealing off her cervix as he came hard as well pumping a large thick load of virile seed deep within her panting and groaning into her ear with a satisfied smile, but yet for a bit more he gave the other side of her flank a few good spanks to make sure the marks could be seen on both sides for while in town the next day.
Rarity screamed to the top of her lungs in blissful ecstasy, and promptly blacked out, lost within the mind numbing feeling that now embraced her.
She was such a good mare...
It was morning. He had untied her from the clothes holding her down and had removed the ring from her horn. He walked into the room with a fresh breakfast in bed, toast and eggs as well as a nice cup of orange juice, his chest and body still showing her blood from the night before, "Good morning darling, did you sleep well?"
Her throat was so dry from dehydration that she could not respond, and nodded while gesturing towards the juice.
He lifted the cup with his magic, tilting her head up to not make a mess, helping her drink it with a soft smile rubbing his hoof slowly over the red marks on her flanks and gives it a squeeze as he waits patiently. Once again a perfect gentlecolt in comparison to the night before.
She drank slowly, savoring every drop that flowed into her mouth, "Thank you so much darling, I don't think I’ve ever slept better."
She noticed her scars, already magically healed, and undoubtedly protected against infection, "Oh darling..."
He raised an eyebrow while taking a seat upon the bed as he pulled her into his hooves planting a kiss at the nape of her neck, "Hmm, is something the matter my darling?"
She pulled away to give him a full, long kiss on the lips, devoid of the passion of the night before, but still full of meaning, "Thank you so much for last night, it means more to me than you can imagine. I love you so much for what you did."
Much to her surprise as they held their kiss there seemed to be something sharp, and cold pressing into her back but not enough to pierce her, pulling from the kiss he smiled, "Mmm, think nothing of it my dear and do not think it will be the only time~" Truth be told the power play had gotten to him and he was more than willing to take hold of it more often as he rubbed a hoof over her belly, "and I look forward to seeing you swell with our foal."
"Yes. Since Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo moved in together, I have missed that part of my life. I only hope I can be as good of a mother as I was a sister.” Rarity bit her lips as she felt a sharp point along the center of her back, "Stab me in the back why don't you?"
"You will be a perfect mother my beloved, but we'll have to take the play a little slower and gentler once you start to show." He pulled her in for another more comforting kiss, "Together we will raise our foals right." With a playful smile he showed her the knife, "Just teasing my dear, you must be tired and sore after last night anyways."
"You have no damned idea." She slightly groaned while nuzzling his chest.
