Milky-Shy and Dommie-Dagio
So far, Fluttershy's visit to The Hive had not been what she expected. She had been expecting the place to be in a more rundown part of town, just a plain brick building with some graffiti and thick steel doors. Most of the inside was supposed to be dimly lit by bare bulbs, with the halls either bare cement, or covered in industrial paint -- or wallpaper -- and carpeting. The rooms -- or "dungeons" -- were to have all black walls, with easy plain floors and the equipment for whatever kink or fetish the client desired. Near the doors should be a big beefy guy with a name like Tiny, or Bulk, who makes sure that no one tries to leave without paying the bill or get rough with one of the ladies.
At least, that was what she had thought it would be like from what she had seen in movies and on television for places like it.
When she arrived at the address she had been given, she found a building that was more like the base of a high-end hotel. It was two or three stories tall, and made out of either granite, or something to simulate the appearance of it. Large columns lined the front, leading toward the door. The doors themselves were made of mirrored glass that Fluttershy could see herself in.
The inside of The Hive was dim, but more like it was softened like mood lighting, and had a faint tint of pink to it. There was also the sound of instrumental music playing very softly, and the air smelled like fresh cut flowers. The walls were painted in a soft pastel blue, and the floors were tile with area rugs that looked incredibly soft and plush (Fluttershy was tempted to take off her shoes and socks to feel what it was like). There were several large leather chairs set around, and a well lit counter where a woman was waiting.
Once Fluttershy reached the counter, things continued to be different from what she had been expecting. She had been expecting them to ask what she wanted, which they did ask, and discussion of the price, which also happened, but that was not all of it. The woman, Chrysalis, started by asking if she was a first time visitor and whether or not she wanted to set up an account ("That way, if you come again you can have all your preferences ready, allowing you to get started sooner."), then asked her about various kinks and fetishes. Not simply which ones Fluttershy was looking for this specific time, but also others she would definitely be interested, what she might be willing to try but was uncertain about, and what were absolutely off limits. She was also asked about things she had honestly not thought about, such as the preferred gender of their partner, and questions she did not expect at all, such as if she had any sort of health issues they should be aware of.
After all that came the question of payment. It turned out they actually had a variety of choices, including check and credit card. That last one had most certainly been unexpected. However, despite her curiosity, she chose not to ask about it. Fluttershy chose to pay cash up front.
"This is your room key," Chrysalis said as she passed Fluttershy the key card. She then held up a ring. "And this is your safety ring. You wear this, and if anything happens -- say your domme goes to far or you change your mind -- you press this button" -- she pointed at the red button on it -- "and it sends a signal both to your domme and the front desk, letting us know." Chrysalis then placed the ring on Fluttershy's pointer finger, the button pointed out toward her thumb.
"Now head to your room and make yourself comfortable. Your domme will be there to join you shortly."
"Okay," Fluttershy said before leaving the desk and making her way down the hallway. Her eyes flicked around as she want, taking in the hall and each door she passed by until reaching the one that matched her key card. A quick swipe caused the lock to beep and the light to turn green. Bracing herself, Fluttershy opened the door and stepped into the room.
Now things looked like Fluttershy expected: it was totally a sex dungeon. The walls were nearly black, and had a texture similar to the music room back at school (most likely sound-proofing). The carpeting was a deep red, and was the short, dense type they used at the animal shelter since it was easy to clean. There was a bed, a chair, and a stool. There were also chains hanging from the ceiling, a leather covered human size X with cuffs at the hands and ankles, and something the looked almost like a riding saddle, but had two holes in it. Fluttershy was curious about what that was, and a little scared of the possibility. After all, if it was a saddle, then that meant people were supposed to sit on it, and considering where the holes were, that would mean that whatever was stuck through them would come in contact with either...
She shivered at the thought, but at the same time, felt herself getting a little wet at the possibility. Maybe she could Nicker it on her phone after she left or something. Probably just have to look up "sex" and "saddle."
"Well, well," a voice purred out, causing Fluttershy to squeak and tense. "I must say that this is quite a surprise."
The voice sent a shiver down Fluttershy's spine as she thought she recognized it, and it was not one that she was on friendly terms with. Slowly, she turned around, her eyes going wide as her fear was confirmed.
"A-a-a-Adagio?" Fluttershy squeaked out, eyes wide.
"Here, it's 'Mistress Dazzle,'" Adagio Dazzle said as she shut the door behind her. She walked toward Fluttershy, her hips swaying with each step. The (former?) villain was dressed in a purple latex corset and thong, as well as shoulder length gloves and thigh-high high-heeled boots. Around her neck was a green choker with what looked like a broken piece of a red jewel in the middle.
"Don't shit yourself," Adagio -- Mistress Dazzle -- said. "Seriously, don't. I did not agree to any sort of scat-play."
"Sorry," Fluttershy whimpered, clasping her hands together as she looked down at them. "It's just that... well... the last time I saw you... uhm..."
"-- You and your friends had just blasted my sisters and me with an alicorn manifestation of Equestrian magic," Dazzle cut in, "destroying our gems and rendering us essentially powerless."
"...yes..." Fluttershy whispered. Her eyes focused on the safety ring. "And... uhm... well... I figured that we would never see you again after that. Or... if we did... it would... you know... be because you wanted revenge."
Dazzle leaned forward, brow furrowed and teeth bared.
"Trust me," she growled out, holding up a fist. "I would love nothing more than to crush you and your friends." There was a groan of latex as she clenched tightly. "Especially that pony princess and bacon-haired bitch."
A whimper escaped from Fluttershy's throat as she looked at the fist right in front of her face. Her thumb slid along the ring, resting on the button. Just one little push and this would all be over. Dazzle would know that she pushed it, but Fluttershy figured she could slip by and make a break for the front.
With a sigh, Adagio Dazzle pulled away and stepped back. She crossed her arms as she turned her back to Fluttershy.
"But I like this job and don't want to lose it," she said. "Especially not over a wimpy small-fry like you. So as long as we are here, you are perfectly safe with me. I won't do anything to you that you didn't agree to."
That made Fluttershy feel a little conflicted now. On one hand, this was the same Adagio who used her siren song to create massive rivalry and discourse at school, feeding off the energy until transforming and manifesting a massive monstrous energy form which she used to attack Fluttershy and her friends. Why was not entirely clear. On the other, Fluttershy did not want to be the reason that Adagio Dazzle lost her job, even if it was one like... this. Besides, they forgave Sunset Shimmer for taking over the school, and not only did she change her way, but helped save the school both from The Dazzlings and when this universe's Twilight Sparkle unleashed magic, went insane, and started tearing holes between dimensions.
Besides, she still had the ring. The moment things went too far, she could hit the button. Worst case scenario, she is found before bleeding out and is taken to the hospital. But that was absolute worse case scenario. There was no way that Adagio Dazzle would actually try to kill her.
...right?
"Okay," Fluttershy said. "What do we do?"
Slowly, Mistress Dazzle turned to look over her shoulder at Fluttershy. One eyebrow quirked up as her eyes narrowed, lips pursing. Her fingers drummed on her arm as she stared at Fluttershy like that. She did not know how long she was stared at, but it was long enough to make her self-conscious and try to shrink in on herself.
"Take your clothes off."
"...what?" Fluttershy squeaked.
"Take your clothes off," Mistress Dazzle repeated, her voice filled with authority. "If we are going to do this, you are going to need to be naked." She turned to face Fluttershy, hands on her hips. "So either take them off, or I'll tear them off you. And considering it doesn't look like you brought a change of clothes with you..."
Fluttershy's face heated up at the implied threat of having to walk home naked. Her entire body on display for everybody's eyes to see. Every inch of her uncovered for anyone to look at. Breasts and butt completely bare. Hips swaying back and forth. The air touching her naked skin. The possibility that others may want to touch, to grope, to...
A shiver of arousal flowed through Fluttershy's body at the possibilities. With a shake of her head, she pushed the tantalizing thoughts away and worked to undress. Quickly she slipped off her boots and socks, then worked her way out of her skirt and took off her shirt, leaving her in just a bra and panties.
"Are those bunnies?" Mistress Dazzle asked. "How cute."
Fluttershy's blush renewed itself as she moved to cover the pink rabbit on the front of her white panties.
"Don't cover them up," Dazzle ordered. "Take them off. The bra too."
Closing her eyes, Fluttershy took a deep breath and straightened up, pulling her hands away from her panties. With some struggling and effort, she managed to get a hold of her bra and undo the clasp, letting it fall away. Once that was done, she slipped out of her panties and put them with the rest.
"What... is... that?" Dazzle asked, pointing at Fluttershy's crotch.
The question confused Fluttershy for a second as she looked down. Although not born one, Adagio Dazzle was in human form and worked as a dominatrix. Sure she would know what a vagina looked like.
Except most of the vaginas probably did not have pubic hair shaved into the shape of a butterfly.
Oh no! Fluttershy thought as a faint squeak escaped her throat. I completely forgot about that. It had been a mutual dare kind of thing by Rainbow Dash: Dash would style her pubic hair in the shape of a lightning bolt, and Fluttershy would do a butterfly. It had just been a moment of whimsical boldness. She had never thought that anybody else would ever see it.
"Never would have expected something like that from you," Adagio Dazzle said. "Then again, I never would have imagined seeing you here either." Her eyes narrowed as her lips pulled into a smirk. "Maybe you're not as much of a spineless little wimp as I thought."
She then grabbed a hold of Fluttershy and pushed her to the center of the room.
"Now lift your arms."
Fluttershy complied, raising her arms above her head. Mistress Dazzle grabbed her wrist and lifted them higher. Dazzle then put the cuffs on Fluttershy's wrists. They were a little loose on her, but would support her weight, and the inside felt soft against her skin. Mistress Dazzle grabbed a ball-gag and shoved it into Fluttershy's mouth.
"That looks like the right size," Dazzle said, mostly to herself. She then pinched Fluttershy's stomach.
The pinch caused Fluttershy to gasp out, sucking air through the gag somehow. Her tongue shifted to run along the surface, feeling small holes in it. The gag was extremely intrusive, forcing her jaw open (which she was pretty sure was going to make it ache before they were done), but allowed her to breathe through her mouth if she needed to.
A question suddenly occurred to Fluttershy: how many other people had put this same gag in their mouths as well? Hopefully there was some sort of thorough sterilization process to clean them when they were done being used by a customer.
"And finally..." Mistress Dazzle said as she pulled out a blindfold. With a smirk, she moved forward, placing it over Fluttershy's eyes. There was a snap as the elastic strap struck the back of Fluttershy's head, causing her to tense.
Something cool touched Fluttershy's hips, causing her to jump slightly. As fingers pressed down and gave a firm squeeze, she realized it was Mistress Dazzle's hands. The latex covered palms pressed against her hips as the fingers gripped her butt, giving the cheeks a little squeeze. The sensation caused Fluttershy's legs to twitch, her arousal growing.
"Mmm," Mistress Dazzle purred out as she slid her hands back to follow the curve of Fluttershy's butt. "So smooth, and firm." The tone of her voice Fluttershy imagine that Dazzle was licking her lips. Dazzle's palms pressed against the cheeks as the fingertips gripped to dig into the crease where the flesh met the upper thighs.
Slowly, the latex covered hands slid down along the back of Fluttershy's thighs, stroking along her skin and sending small shivers of pleasure through her body. They then slipped around to the front, turning to slip the fingers into the inner thighs and slide up along them. One pulled the away as the other reached the nether lips. A single finger parted the folds as it traced along the opening.
A whimper of pleasure escaped Fluttershy as her sex was being teased. Her hips shifted as she moved, trying to press against the teasing digit more, to push it deeper inside her, to feel more of it. Instead it continued up, sending a pulse of pleasure through her body as it stroked over the sensitive button of her clitoris.
"Do you like that?" Mistress Dazzle asked as she traced around the sensitive nub. "Well maybe if you're a good girl, I'll play with it a little more until you have properly enjoyed yourself."
The finger then slid up from the spot, causing Fluttershy to whimper out. She pushed up on her toes, trying to keep the contact for just a little longer. Instead it continued up, tickling slightly as it stroked over her pubic hair. It then traveled further, tracing a long her stomach and circling her bellybutton. At the edge of the rib cage, the finger pulled away.
Mistress Dazzle grabbed Fluttershy's breasts, stroking up along the undersides and giving a gentle squeeze.
"Such a love--"
Fluttershy threw her head back, crying out as a small orgasm shot through her body as pleasure from her breasts spread throughout her. Her legs pressed together as liquid dripped from her sex. Her body tensed, chest pressing forward against the grip and trying to keep the feeling going. Unfortunately, it stopped quickly as the hand let go of her chest.
"Did... did you just..." Mistress Dazzle tried to ask. "Did you just squirt milk?"
Blushing furiously and panting around her gag, Fluttershy nodded. Some time after she had transformed into her ponified form at the animal shelter, she had started lactating. It had been frightening at first (and a little hard on her bras), but once she had gotten used to it, she found that she enjoyed it very much. Especially stroking and working to milk them. Plus it had made them go up from a b-cup to a c-cup.
"Sweeter than I expected," Mistress Dazzle said, "but I bet it tastes even better directly from the source."
So caught up in her own pleasure, Fluttershy had not even noticed that her mistress had let go of her until she felt those latex covered hands touching her breasts again. They stroked and squeezed gently, kneading the flesh and moving toward the nipples. Small whimpers of pleasure escaped from Fluttershy as the milk was coaxed from her, dripping from her nipples and running down her breasts and stomach.
Then something warm and wet touched Fluttershy's skin. It circled slowly -- agonizingly so -- around the edge of one of the nipples before sliding across it and lapping up the milk that would have been there still.
"Oh, yes," Mistress Dazzle purred out. "Simply delicious."
Warm softness that must have been lips wrapped around one of the nipples, followed by a sucking sensation. The sensation felt incredible to Fluttershy. Eyes closed, she threw her head back and cried out in pleasure. As if on its own volition, her chest press forward, trying to force more of the nipple into the soft and wanting mouth.
Teeth suddenly bit down, causing a mixture of pleasure and pain to shoot through Fluttershy's body. The sensation set off another orgasm through her, legs twitching before giving out. This in turned caused the captured nipple to be tugged, creating new and stronger feelings going through her.
"Are you okay?" Adagio Dazzle asked.
Fluttershy nodded.
"Do you want to stop?"
She could not shake her head fast enough. This was all so new and exciting to her. She was loving it. She did not want it to end. Ever. However, since that was not a choice, she would at least like to keep it going as long as she could. She wanted more. More! Fluttershy did not just want to have an orgasm, she wanted to fucking cum until she passed out.
"Do you want to move on to other things?"
Fluttershy nodded as vigorously as she could. Yes. Yes! YES! They had just started and she was already more aroused than she had ever been before. She wanted to try more, to see how much she could take.
"Alright," Mistress Dazzle said. "First thing's first. We need to get you back up."
The grip on Fluttershy was strong, much stronger than she had expected. She was picked up easily and set back onto her feet. There was a clinking of chains as her arms were pulled up a little further.
"That should keep you from falling so far again," Mistress Dazzle said, her voice growing more distant. "Now...what should I do to you next?"
Without being able to see or talk, all Fluttershy could do was wait and imagine. What would be next? More playing with her nipples? Maybe with clamps? More biting? No. Why would Mistress Dazzle need to go get something for that? Maybe tickling? Fluttershy had said yes to that. A feather to tickle her most intimate places. Places her friends have never seen, much less touched.
Something most certainly not a feather touched her lip and started moving down her chin. It then dropped down to her chest, stroking between her breasts and down along her stomach. It was cool against her skin, probably made of leather based on the texture, and an inch or two wide. It moved its way down along her stomach, stopping just above her pubic hair before pulling away.
Fluttershy shifted, trying to figure out what was going on. She thought she heard Mistress Dazzle moving around her. Was she--
There was an audible smack as something struck Fluttershy's backside, causing her to gasp out. Her body tensed as she pushed her hips back, sticking her butt out further. Several seconds passed before there was another strike, hitting the opposite cheek. It was soon followed by another, then another. Each time it was a different spot, alternating between her cheeks and hitting just as the sting from the last one started to fade.
Then, it stopped longer than before. The sting faded into a dull -- although pleasant -- sensation that seemed to cover her entire butt. She could feel herself dripping wet with arousal, her fluids running down the inside of her thighs. Her breath came in ragged gasps as she stood there.
Something touched Fluttershy's stomach. From what she felt, it must have been the same thing that had stroked her earlier, and left her butt tender and probably very red. It made its way up along her abs, stopping at the edge of her ribcages, then moved to stroke along the underside of her left breast. It traced along the edge before pulling back.
Only to swat the outside of the other one suddenly. The impact drew a yelp from Fluttershy, more from surprise than anything. It did kind of sting and feel good, but not really much of either. She neither hated nor loved it.
Until the next hit struck right across her nipple. An electric shock shot through her body, pulsing straight down between her legs. She could feel her stomach and thighs clenching as pleasure flickered through her entire sex.
"My, my," Mistress Dazzle purred out, touching the leather to her skin. "You seemed to enjoy that." She stroked it down along Fluttershy's skin. "But let's see" -- she ran it over the pubic hair butterfly -- "how you like" -- she stroked across the vaginal hood -- "this."
The leather thing pulled away from Fluttershy. Before she could even think about what "this" might be referring to (something she would have liked to ask, if not for the gag in her mouth), there was a smack directly against her vaginal hood and the exposed part of her clitoris.
A scream of pleasure tore itself from Fluttershy's throat as she through her head back. Every muscle in her body twitched as pleasure filled her. Her vision filled with blinding whiteness as she experienced the most intense orgasm of her life. It was like every part of her was feeling it, from the tips of her hair to her toes, and especially her deepest parts. It was incredible.
*****
With a groan, Fluttershy opened her eyes, blinking at the light above her. That must have been the most vivid and intense dream of her life. She had never imagined she would have dreamed of something like that. Closing her eyes again, she rubbed at her forehead. Dreaming about being in that kind of sensation was nothing new, but it had never been so vivid, nor so pleasurable, and it had certainly never been with Adagio Dazzle of all people.
"Finally awake I see," an unfamiliar voice said, causing her to open her eyes and sit up.
The sheet fell away from her, making her realize that she was naked. Grabbing it, Fluttershy pulled back to her chest, covering herself up. Now that she was fully awake, she realized she was not in her bedroom, or one of her friends. In fact, she was not in a bedroom at all. It looked more like an office with a couch in it.
Standing at the doorway was a black skinned woman with long green hair and eyes. A smile spread across her mouth as she moved from the doorway toward a mini-fridge.
"It's okay," she -- Chrysalis, Fluttershy remembered -- said as she opened the door. "You're safe." She pulled out a bottle of milk and brownie, bringing them over to Fluttershy. "It can be a little disorienting."
"Thank you," Fluttershy said as she took the offered drink and snack. "What happened?"
Instead of answering right away, Chrysalis motioned to milk and brownie, then moved to sit down in another seat. She waited until Fluttershy took a bite and a sip to wash it down before speaking.
"What's the last thing you remember clearly?"
Fluttershy took another bite and chewed on it as she tried to collect her thoughts and recall what happened.
"I...think?... I remember Mistress Dazzle using something to smack me on...uhm..." Her face started to heat up with a blush. "...on my... that is..."
"Yes," Chrysalis cut in, "that is correct. Adagio struck your vulva and clitoris with a riding crop."
Fluttershy's blush grew brighter at the mention of her... intimate parts, even if they were being called by proper names.
"It seems the impact triggered a massive orgasm on your part," Chrysalis continued. "So much so that you experienced female ejaculation and passed out. Adagio had me check on you to make certain you were okay, then we brought you in here to rest until you recovered."
Fluttershy sat there a little longer, eating the brownie and letting what she had been told sink in. It was kind of hard to believe that was possible. Although...
"What... what is... that... female... ejac..."
Fluttershy stopped and took a deep breath.
"Whatisfemaleejaculation?" she blurted out as quickly as she could.
"It's more often known as 'squirting,'" Chrysalis said. She then smirked. "If you look it up on a porn site, I'm sure you'll find a few examples."
Fluttershy looked at her bottle before shoving it to her mouth and taking a massive drink. She was not really sure what to say or do with that kind of information. Considering where she was, denying that she had ever looked at porn would be pointless.
Chrysalis then got back up, and gave Fluttershy a gentle pat.
"Your clothes are on the table behind you. I have to get back to the front desk, but take your time recovering and getting dressed." She grinned and -- for a moment -- Fluttershy could swear that her eyes were glowing. "After all, something like that takes a lot of energy out of you."
It was hard to say what it was exactly, but something caused a shiver to go down Fluttershy's spine. She felt like she was staring at a predator and hoping it would not notice her.
After Chrysalis left the room, Fluttershy realized she was holding her breath and let it out. After she finished the brownie and milk, she felt a better. Although it did leave a question of how often their clients passed out if they actually knew how to deal with it. Deciding it was not worth asking, Fluttershy pushed the question out of her head and proceeded to get dress.
It was actually a little more difficult than usual for her. The memories of what had happened with Mistress Daz-- Adagio -- were so fresh, that she could still feel every touch, every caress, and every smack.
Before she had even finished putting her bra back on, she had decided that she would be coming back.