Chp.2 The Brush, Rope, and Newspaper?

by huntersunday

Edited by Quantum Pony
The rest of Applejack’s day seemed to keep going in the wrong direction. Right after Pinkie Pie had left her in the fields, Applebloom had come running up to her with her mane completely covered in sawdust. She was crying her eyes out as she had also got some in her eyes. According to her little sis, it happened while Diamond Tiara and her were working on a school project.

After helping her little sister clean up, followed by a stern talking about the proper use of safety goggles, she was pulled from her job once more. This time her brother came racing towards her, he was shaking like a leaf. Applejack just rolled her eyes, without a question she headed out to go find whatever little bug scared him. She normally would find it quite funny, that her big brother had a fear of bugs, but more often than not it would cause her to do even more work.

Finally, to top it all off, as it was nearing the end of the work shift, a loud explosion erupted from the house. Without pause, Applejack raced to her house, with heavy steps she ran as fast as her legs could move. She reached her destination only to bring her hoof to her face, in the middle of her kitchen sat a very confused and batter covered Granny Smith. Without looking Applejack spoke, “You forgot that you already put yeast in it, Granny?”

Granny Smith only snarked in response, “Now, you listen her youngen, Ah didn't forget anything! Ah think.” Applejack only shook her head as she grabbed a mop. She loved her family, anyone would tell you that, but more often than not they only lead to more work.

By the end of the day, Applejack was all but ready for whatever Pinkie Pie had in store for her. Her whole body screamed in protest as she washed herself, sighing as she let the heated water fall upon her.

Her mind was also running its course, as she started to think of all different things Pinkie could have planned. She laughed to herself, she figured it would probably be some sort of happy, stress relief party Pinkie would throw.

Turning the water off, she let another chuckle escape at the crazy idea of a stress relief party. Pinkie Pie said she could help, but Applejack had her doubts. Not that she didn't trust Pinkie Pie. It was just, well she's Pinkie Pie! Pinkie Pie could be a handful at times and, if Applejack was being honest with herself, she really didn't need any more stress.

Applejack groaned as she stretched, several pops could be heard coming from her body. Giving herself one quick shake, she grabbed her trusty stetson and placed it on her head, not bothering with grabbing her hair bands. She chuckled once more as she left her home.

Normally the cold brisk air would help her relax, but tonight it did nothing to ease her body and mind. With a brisk pace she headed towards her barn. Applejack slowed her pace, as a certain pink mare came into view. For some reason the normally brave mare started to get nervous as Pinkie Pie drew closer. With a quick shake of her head she smiled, Calm yourself pardnor, It's just Pinkie Pie, it couldn't be too crazy, right?

Applejack’s thoughts and pace halted all together as Pinkie Pie came into full view. Applejack was shocked to see her hyper friend just sitting patiently in front of her barn. It didn't help that Pinkie’s normally puffy mane sat completely straight, either. Applejack’s nervousness turned to concern. Her and the group had put together that straight mane Pinkie meant sad Pinkie.

With concern in her voice she spoke, “Is everything okay, sugarcube? Ah haven't seen your hair like that, since the whole cutie mark fiasco”

Pinkie Pie shook her head with a smile and spoke, “Oh, everything is fine Applejack, my hair also goes flat like this when I am being super, duper, serious Pinkie Pie, and your happiness is a very serious matter,” Applejack let a small smile slip, seeing Pinkie Pie’s normal smile sort of helped her calm her nerves .

“Well here Ah am, so whats this plan of yours? Ah’ve gotta admit, Ah’m right curious about it” Pinkie Pie didn't respond at first, instead she glanced around them to see if anyone was around. After she was sure it was all clear she opened the barn door.

“We should talk about this inside, I want this to be between just us” Applejack just shook her head, she knew how important secrets were to the pink pony-first hand- with a quick nod she followed her friend inside.

Applejack’s confusion only grew as she took in the sight before her. In the center of her barn’s floor, lay a very nice bed of hay spread about. It was circled by three lit lanterns. Placed at the head of the hay was a very comfy looking pillow. None of this was as confusing as the rope, hairbrush, and rolled up newspaper that lay beside the bed of hay.

Pinkie Pie just stood off to the side, she never took her eyes off Applejack, waiting to see her reaction. Applejack took it in for a few more seconds, trying to come up with some idea as to what the items meant, but to no avail. Finally, she spoke, “Well Ah’ll admit when Ah’m stumped. Ah have no idea what this all is.”

Never taking her eyes off of her friend, Pinkie Pie smiled, “Well, silly, it's like I told you. AJ, you need to lose some of that control. Here in this barn, with just you and me, I am stripping you of that control”

Applejack paused, Pinkie hadn't really answered her question, “ Ah get that, but would you mind being a tad bit more specific?”

PInkie Pie nodded, “ So here's the party plan, I am going to give you some rules that you must follow. Tonight I plan on teaching you the basics of being owned. This will help you lose yourself and find that relief. It’s super simple, Applejack, you just need to let loose and let someone take care of you for a change!”

Applejack glanced to the pile of hay once more, Pinkie Pie seemed real confident this would help her. With a gulp she spoke, “let me hear these rules, and Ah will think about it”

Pinkie Pie’s hair puffed once more. Quickly she shook her head trying to calm her excitement. Calm down Pinkie, this isn't the time for hyper Pie! “The first rule is simple, after we start the session, you can only speak if I allow you to. Second rule is, what happens in here stays between us. The last but most important rule is, if you get too uncomfortable you can say the safe word so I can stop”

Applejack’s ears perked up at the mention of safeword, “Why would Ah need a safe word, and on top of that what the heck is a safe word?”

Pinkie Pie just smiled as she spoke.“That's easy silly, even though I plan on going easy on you tonight, putting ponies out of their comfort zone can be scary. The safe word is there so that you know it can stop at any time, and the safe word over rules all rules. If I said you can't speak you can still say it. It’s also there because a lot of these type of sessions can lead to intimacy. I, however, will not let myself go that far, I want you to get a taste for it first.”

Applejack’s face turned red at the word ‘intimate’, she wasn't a prude or anything, it was just that the idea had never crossed her mind. With a shaky breath she spoke, “Ah think Ah’m getting the idea, and Ah won't lie to you, Pinkie Pie, Ah’m not a hundred percent sure Ah will like this, but if you think it will help Ah will give it a try”

Pinkie Pie’s smile grew, “I am so glad to hear you say that, so let's get to it. First thing, the safe word is pear” Applejack’s brow raised at the mention of the fruit. Pinkie Pie snorted at her friend’s expression, “I had to pick a word you don't use often. Now when we start you will listen to me, or get swatted with that newspaper. We will start when I say green light, the session is over when I say red light, and it is put on pause if I say yellow light. Do you understand?”

Applejack smiled once more as she glanced at the makeshift bed, she didn't have to worry too much. Pinkie said she could end it all with one word. She glanced once more into Pinkie’s pleading eyes and spoke, “Okay, Pinkie Pie, Ah trust you, let's get this rodeo started”

Pinkie Pie’s smile morphed into a slight smirk, “Okay, my little apple, green light” Pinkie Pie turned away from her pet, as she walked to the other side of the hay. she patted it with her hoof, “Come on over here and lie down, face yourself away from me, little apple.”

A shudder coursed through Applejack’s body, the tone of Pinkie’s voice brought shivers through her body, and with a heated breath she walked toward the bed. With one last look at Pinkie Pie, she placed herself on the bed of hay. She laid her head on the pillow facing towards the barn door, putting her friend out of her sight.

Pinkie Pie proceeded to take the hat off of her apple and gently place it to the side. She lifted the hair brush beside her then and gently took hold of Applejack’s hair. She spoke softly as she started to brush, “Good girl, you listened well, my little apple. Now, the brushing is an award for when you are good. Nod if you understand”

Applejack’s breath was caught in her throat, she hadn't had her hair brushed for her since her ma had passed away. The slow strokes through her mane brought comfort to her and, with a shudder, she nodded.

“Good girl. Now, you are not to look behind yourself unless I say so, understand?” Pinkie Pie was overjoyed at how fast Applejack was learning.

Applejack was still so into the sensation of her hair being brushed that she made her first mistake: she spoke, “Yes, Pinkie Pie.” ?In a flash the brush was yanked from her hair, and before she could comprehend what had happened a sharp pain coursed through her flank. Did she just spank me?

“What did I say about speaking?” Pinkie’s tone switched from soft to harsh in an instant. Applejack laid in shock, no one had spanked her since she was a filly, but for some reason her ears dropped at Pinkie’s harsh tone. She didn't know why, but she felt bad for upsetting her. She nodded her head in understanding, silently hoping the brushing would continue.

Pinkie Pie smiled as she went to grab the rope, “It's okay little apple, you're still new to this, but pets who break the rules must be punished”

Applejack’s body grew heated at the mention of pets. For some reason the thought of being called pet brought heat to her nethers. She was so caught up in her realization she didn't notice that Pinkie Pie had grabbed her hooves and tied them together.

Applejack’s body froze as her legs were bound, her eyes widened in fear. Her natural instincts kicked in and her breathing became frantic as she started to thrash around.

Pinkie wasted no time and she grabbed the bound pony, pulling her into an embrace.“Sshh, little apple. I’m here, I won't hurt you” She said quietly as she brought her hooves to Applejack’s back and started to rub in small circles, “Now listen to me. This is necessary. You need this to fully let go, AJ, you must feel helpless for it to work. Remember, you have the power to stop it if you wish”

Applejack slowly steadied her breath, Pinkie Pie’s warmth and touch slowly soothed her fright, and with a shaky breath she nodded into Pinkie’s chest as a sign to continue.

Pinkie Pie smiled once more as she set her little apple back down on the hay. With a quick rub of her cheek, she stood back up and went to her original spot, “Good girl, you handled that well. Now, my first rule still applies, so lie back down and don't look at me”

Applejack sighed at the sound of Pinkie’s soft voice. Giving a quick tug, Pinkie pulled at her restraints, she could tell that Pinkie had left no room for potential escape. So Applejack did the only thing she could and looked back at the barn door.

Suddenly, her back arched as Pinkie’s hooves pressed into her flesh, right above her tail, she couldn't help but moan as Pinkie Pie started to knead her tight muscles.

Pinkie Pie’s face brightened at the sound of her pet’s moaning. “That’s right, little apple, your body is mine to please” continuing her massage, she leaned in close enough that Applejack could feel the heat of her breath on the nape of her neck, “You have no say in what happens. Your fate is in my hooves, your pleasure is mine to give, and mine to take away”

Applejack’s face turned a deeper shade of red. A whimper escaped her throat as Pinkie’s hooves left her. Her body began to tense up as if begging for Pinkie’s hooves to return. Her entire being wanted to turn and face Pinkie, but something inside of her didn't want to hear that disappointed voice.

Applejack’s distress ceased, however, as Pinkie Pie placed her hooves on her shoulders. Pinkie dug in, making the knotted muscles scream in relief. Using her mouth Pinkie Pie, picked up the brush and started to slowly brush Applejack’s hair once more.

Applejack’s mind was at a loss. Her body started to grow even more heated, the feeling of the ropes around her were doing their job. She had began to feel helpless. The scary feeling was starting to be replaced by lust, as if it was out of her control. Her hind legs started to rub together as the heat grew. A whimper escaped her lips once more as she felt her arousal drip down her leg.

Pinkie Pie smiled as she dropped the brush, causing Applejack to freeze at the loss. Pinkie Pie chuckled, “ You're not in trouble little apple. Normally I would punish you, but this is your first time so I will let it slide. Now, tell me, how you feel?”

Applejack’s body shuddered once more, Pinkie had never stopped her massage. Shaky, she tried to speak, “A...Ah...can't explain it Pinkie...Ah feel so free”

Pinkie Pie smiled as she reach forward to untie one of Applejack’s hooves.“If you remember little apple, I said I wouldn't get intimate with you the first time. However, I never said you couldn't please yourself. Just make sure to follow the rules!”

Applejack couldn't help but moan as Pinkie Pie’s voice gained a slutty tone to it. She had never been this turned on in her life. Slowly, she brought her hoof down, letting it hover over her slick folds. She gasped as she felt the heat wave off of her marehood. Sure, she had touched herself before, but somehow with Pinkie Pie watching her, giving her permission, brought a whole new wave of want.

Pinkie Pie started to gather all of her pet’s hair in her hooves, smiling as she watched Applejack rub herself. A glint of surprise shown on her face, as Applejack never turned away from the barn door. Leaning in she whispered in Applejack’s ear “Yes my little apple, you’re getting the game. I’m in control, your body is mine, your freedom is mine” as she spoke she grabbed the rope around Applejack and pulled, causing her legs to fully extend.

Applejack let out a gasp as her hoof drove deeper into her lust, Pinkie’s voice still pierced her lust clouded mind, “Your will is mine to bend, your pleasure is mine to give” Pinkie took one last look at Applejack’s shaking body, she could tell her pet was nearing the edge. Gathering Applejack’s hair once more she spoke in a harsh tone,“And your life is mine to take!” she yanked Applejack’s hair, making her neck go back enough to cause a jolt of pain.

It was all too much as Applejack screamed, pushing her hoof even deeper inside of her. She let go, her whole body spasmed as she reached her climax. Pinkie did nothing but hold her head in place as she thrashed.

Applejack moaned as a second climax followed. After several minutes her body started to sag, all of her pent up tension seem to just melt away. Without much fight, Applejack let her new found relief take over as her eyes slowly shut, welcoming the rest.

Pinkie Pie smiled as she let her pet fall into a slumber. She started to unbind her pet. Once finished, she got up and walked over to a bale of hay to retrieve a hidden saddlebag. Rummaging through it, she pulled out a blanket and card.

Without pause, Pinkie Pie laid the blanket over her pet and placed the card on top of her pet’s hat. With a smile, she leaned down and placed a kiss on the top of her pet’s head

“You did good, my little apple, I hope you’ll want to dive deeper into my world” With that she proceeded to blow out the lanterns and leave the barn with new hopes flowing into her mind.

Author's Note

So I have someone editing this soon, but I wanted to get the new chapter out to you guys. Enjoy
Also my longest chapter i have ever wrote whoot.