Do I have a choice?

by x0jackie0x

Rating: mature
Tags: Alternate Universe, Romance, Drama, Original Character, Sex, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 6959

Jackie's down on her luck, but when a new opportunity comes her way, can she live with the choice she makes?

Jackie's attempts at making a living seem to keep swirling down the drain and she's on the verge of becoming homeless. However, a night out with a cute, older mare brings about an unexpected opportunity that could fix all of her problems.

The snarky pony needs the money... she's been through a lot, but can she live with the idea of being paid to be used?

Proofread by Lucky424
Cover art by Lumo (commissioned by me <3 )

NOTES: Tagged 'Alternate Universe' for the inclusion of basic, modern technology. A slightly different, dirtier take on the movie 'Pretty Woman'. Plus, first smut fic, so let's have some fun, alright? <3
WARNING: Lesbian shipping, Fetishes explored (by chapter, links to G-doc)

Published 2016-07-15 20:40:01 UTC
Last updated 2016-07-15 20:40:01 UTC

Wait, what?

It was a little past one in the afternoon in Tall Tale and Jackie sat on the couch in her apartment, looking through a wad of envelopes. Each one she looked at only brought more disappointment. She initially stacked them neatly, but as she kept reading, she began to just toss them off to the side one at a time. "Electric bill... phone bill... loan... loan... cable..." She threw the rest of the mail on the couch, groaning loudly. "I should never have left the military."

Poor Jackie was in a rut. The contracting company she worked for hadn't posted any new work for the past three months and didn't have anything down the line for another four. Nobody in Tall Tale was hiring for what she was qualified for and jobs that didn't need qualifications were packed. Not like it even mattered. Any money she made would be taken the second it dropped into her account, automatically used by the bank for bills that she was behind on. She was also behind on her rent and if she couldn't pay this month, she'd be out on the street. The worst part was that most jobs required you to have a permanent residence but by the time she got hired, it would be too late.

The chubby mare leaned back against the couch cushion, strained beyond her own belief. She had always been able to sort of subdue her outward emotional appearance, but the stress was finally taking it's toll on her. Jackie laid there, going through the possibilities in her head for quite possibly the hundredth time. "Bankruptcy? No, I was denied that. No other contracting companies are hiring right now... Mom and Dad can't lend me anything else."

Jackie reached down and felt for the remote, pressing the power button when her hoof found it. Then she remembered that the cable had been shut off. She knocked the plastic device away from her and curled up on the couch in the fetal position, not quite sure what to even think, much less do. Her TV displayed a large error message from her provider, reminding her how inadequate she was.

She heard her alarm clock sound off in the bedroom, signalling 'four in the afternoon'. This only served to make her more frustrated. Had she been working, she would be waking up about now and heading off to handle the night shift. Instead, she was lying there, lying on a couch, with no project to go to. The alarm began to sound off louder. "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Her yelling did not dissuade it even the tiniest bit and her emotional spike quickly gave way to the depression that had been plaguing her the past week.

Jackie stared at her knees, halfway examining the tiny scars and bruises that seemed to have become a permanent addition to her body. Her work always had her getting banged up and it seems her body just stopped caring to heal itself. Wouldn't surprise her, considering she herself just seemed to stop caring. She felt like just withering away where she was, letting herself starve to death. She wouldn't have to worry about a damn thing after that. Why bother, right?

Instead, Jackie straightened out her body and sighed, looking over at her saddlebags. She still had about two hundred bits left to her name, out of the bank account so the bank couldn't take it to pay her bills for her. She needed that money to eat. But tonight? She was going to the bar. She needed a friend.

Climbing off of the worn, once plush couch, the mare stood to her full height and stretched loudly. Her back was killing her, as it had been for the past ten years, but she ignored it like a seasoned couch potato. Jackie walked over to the television set, reached down and pressed the power button on the remote once more, turning the box off. Last thing she needed was to have an even more expensive electric bill. She worked her way into the kitchen and opened up the fridge, which was rather barren. She was out of milk again. And soda. And juice. The only drink left was half a gallon of sweet tea, a cow smiling on the label. Jackie never understood why a cow would be advertising tea, but who was she to judge?

She spun the cap off, letting it drop onto the counter and held it up to her mouth, chugging a few mouthfuls of the tasty beverage. Jackie then capped it once more and tossed it back in, letting the fridge close by itself. She stood in the kitchen, not moving for a moment. After said moment, a mild belch escaped her throat, followed by a relieved sigh. "I'm so charming. Alright, time to go."

Grabbing her saddlebags, Jackie stuffed her phone inside one of the larger pockets before slinging it onto her back and tightening the straps. Grabbing her keys, she shut off every single light, unplugged the annoying alarm clock and left her apartment, locking it behind her. The last thing she checked was her gray bandana, making sure her little pity party on the couch didn't mess it up.

At least tonight was nice and cool. One thing she loved about Tall Tale was the amazing weather. Rare was the day that you could find yourself burning in the heat or sweating profusely. It was often cool and cloudy most of the year and, being a lover of inclement weather, Jackie felt right at home in the rainy city. The crisp wind blew her unkempt mane back, lifting her spirits slightly. The sun could just barely be seen slowly making its descent in the horizon and the evergreens the populated the area were as leafy and green as they always were. Still, she had business in the city, so off to the city she went.

Well, off to the bus stop. She didn't feel like walking for almost two hours.

As usual, Jackie was the only one there. Not very many ponies around here worked the same shift she did and it made the bus ride nice and pleasant. No loud passengers, nobody to sit next to... just peace. After ten minutes, the bus pulled up and hissed to a stop, the opening doors revealing the same elderly stallion that always drove this shift. The two very rarely ever spoke, but always gave each other a simple nod. However, tonight was different.

The old stallion, a pegasus with a thin build, spoke quietly. "Evening, Miss Jackie. Pleasure seeing you here again. I was getting to be a bit worried."

She almost didn't hear him at first. "Heh... Yeah. I just haven't needed the bus in a while."

"New job? It's about time. I never felt that working so late at night was too good for your health. 'Specially not in this weather."

Jackie's ear fell back, but she didn't look away from the back of his seat. "Yep. I've... certainly got myself a better opportunity nowadays."

"That's good to hear. So many are having trouble lately. It's good to hear at least one of us is making it in this world." And with that, the bus driver fell silent, now content.

Jackie knew he was smiling. She knew it was a kind smile, but she couldn't keep from muttering to herself. "Yeah, at least one of us."

She leaned back against the rough seat cushion and pulled out an ear bud from her bag, placing it in her ear. The other cord had been ripped off while she worked, which honestly made the annoying peripheral far less of a hassle to untangle. Pulling out a old music player, she tuned it to a playlist she made for relaxing; it was song after song of new age music, thunderstorms and soft instrumentals. It was always her go-to for keeping calm. She would've sold the device a long time ago, but with it being the first model in the line, it was worth next to nothing nowadays. It had long paid for itself.

The ride only lasted another twenty minutes until it once again hissed to a stop in the middle of Tall Tale. Jackie gave the bus driver a farewell nod and stepped off the bus onto a bustling sidewalk in front of the town hall. A large, slightly intimidating building it was, but she paid it no mind. She wasn't here to sign a petition or file a motion. Following the flow of the crowd, letting the music keep her level, Jackie made her way downtown.

To be honest, Jackie hated the city. Far too large for her taste and certainly too many others trying to weave around in a chaotic dance; she found herself more at home in the middle of the ocean. Still, it had it's perks: The local coffee shops were delightful and each one had something different that set it apart from the others. The art scene was huge here and she found herself at a festival more than once since she was stationed here.

But the best part? The gay bars. Tall Tale was very friendly towards those in the LGBT community and Jackie certainly enjoyed that, especially now that she didn't have to worry about getting separated from the military. It was arguably one of the bigger reasons why she got out, despite hearing later that LGBT members were no longer getting kicked out. Too much stress, regardless.

Soon enough, the all too familiar establishment came into view and she put her music device away in favor of the music they played inside. The front of the building was covered with a large whale seemingly swimming across it, the name of the bar held in it's mouth. She smiled at a couple of ponies that she recognized sitting at the tables in front of the bar and made her way inside, the smell of alcohol, fried food and a rather strong but pleasant incense wafting through the air.

'Worldwide Love' was, admittedly, a cheesy name for a bar, but it always lived up to it by being one of the friendliest places in the city. Happy, smiling patrons at every table, quite a few standing and half dancing with each other when the tables weren't available and, like every bar, the somewhat obnoxious couple making out in the corner, not caring if everyone could see them. Every so often, they'd get a local band to play some songs. If there wasn't a band, some form of entertainment would be going on, whether it be a random patron with a guitar or, more often than not, it would be watching a stallion, straight as an arrow, walk in, buy a drink and attempt to score a lesbian, for one reason or another. And as sure as the sun would set every night, the stallion would fail and skulk at the bar, drinking his drink, only to be playfully hit on by some of the male regulars. Always a fun time.

Jackie headed straight for the bar. She was smiling, her mind wasn't clouded by worry and she was quite hungry. She wanted some delicious food that was bad for you and she wanted at least two helpings. "Bartender! Can I get two shots of rum and a shot of tequila?"

The bartender, a pretty unicorn mare a couple of years younger than Jackie, looked over from the other end of the counter and laughed. "J, in all four years I've known you, I have NEVER seen alcohol touch those pretty lips!" A Manehattan accent was quite cute on a mare like her and it never got old, no matter how many times she heard it. "Let me guess, two helpings of the fries?"

"You know it, hun!" Jackie smiled at her friend as she rushed around serving drinks with grace and ease, juggling nozzles, bottles and plates like she had ten hooves. It was only a few minutes until a large plate of seasoned waffle fries were placed on a serving tray from the kitchen. The chef in the back, a middle aged stallion with a fair amount of stubble on his chin, waved quickly at her before returning to his food. Jackie liked it here. "How's it been, Maple?"

Maple set the plate down in front of her and shrugged as she then wiped out a cup, rinsed it and set it to dry. "It's been going fine, honestly. Nothing too exciting, just how I like it. Yourself?" She set a different cup filled with soda next to Jackie's plate.

"Oh, it's been going fine. Same ol', same ol'."

"Same ol', same ol'? If I know you, Jackie, nothing is ever like that with you. What, nothing to complain about today? No boss to bitch about? Surely, there was yet another something you almost killed yourself on."

Jackie smiled softly, but felt her whole body attempt to droop onto the counter. She caught herself with her elbow and leaned on it, taking a small sip of her drink. "Think you could take a break?"

Maple's smile went away, replaced with concern. "Yeah, give me a minute. Frank! I'm taking my ten!" A stallion at the other end of the bar waved her off without a word and the mare disappeared for a moment. Jackie only sat there, eating her fries slowly. Her friend reappeared behind her and pointed to a table in the corner. "Hey, come back here. We can talk."

Jackie carried her meal and drink to the table and sat them down gently, this time resting both of her arms on the tall platform.

Maple set her own drink on the table, as well as her phone. "Alright, spill it, you old hag."

Jackie chuckled at the friendly insult. The two mares had shared a bed one night and after a simple complaint about a sore back, Maple felt fit to call her old every chance she got, even if she was only barely younger. "I haven't had proper income in three months, M. My work hasn't had any projects for a while and doesn't even have anything planned for a long time. I'm behind on all my bills and... I'm pretty sure gonna get evicted by the end of this month."

"Fuck. Why haven't you told me?" Maple had been in a similar situation when she first moved out here and Jackie had let her stay at her place for a month until she got settled. "I wish I could help you out, J. You know I would in a heartbeat but I can't lend you any more money. I'm scraping by as it is."

"I'm not asking you to. And I know you don't have room, either. Trust me, even if you did, I don't wanna live with your mother. Meeting her was more than I could handle."

Maple's smile halfway returned, but concern was still visible on her face. "Have you tried bankruptcy?"

Jackie nodded, shoving a few fries in her mouth. "I was denied. But even if I was able to file, I still don't have enough to survive. I've only got two hundred bits left. I wouldn't be any better off."

"Shit. Listen, we'll figure this out. I know I don't have any room, but I can hold onto your stuff for a while. I still have a storage unit and at least that way, they can't seize anything you own."

That wasn't a bad idea, actually. "Thanks. I'll pack up the essentials. Hey, you guys need a couch?"

Maple very lightly kicked Jackie under the table. "You know I'm gonna lie to you, Jackie. It's yours and you're gonna keep it. If I take it, you won't have anything to be lazy on."

"Fine, fine, ya party pooper. Just thought I'd ask."

"Still, you think I'd let you go homeless? I'll call up some friends of mine after work." Maple glanced back at the counter and found poor Frank a little overwhelmed by himself. She sighed. "Alright, I gotta get back. If I don't see you after my shift, I'll give you a call, okay?"

Jackie nodded, smirking at her and shooing her away. "Don't worry, I'll be fine, hun."

Maple cradled Jackie's hoof warmly and then left the table to get back to work. However, her spot was soon replaced by another unicorn mare. She looked a bit older, but not by that much, maybe. Jackie did not recognize her at all.

"Hello, Miss 'J'. How are you this evening?"

Jackie squinted at this stranger in front of her. She didn't feel like entertaining anyone, but would never allow herself to be blatantly rude to someone she didn't know. "Can I help you?"

"You most certainly can. You see, I'm in town visiting a friend, but she..." That word was heavily emphasized and caught Jackie's attention, which was the plan. "...has left with someone and now I have no one to hang out with. Think you can change that?"

Jackie thought it over for a moment and sighed. "Look, hun. You're very pretty." She most certainly was. Her perfectly styled blonde mane, shiny light green coat and rather... shapely frame was insanely attractive. It was also too good to be true. "Very pretty. However, and I don't mean any offense from this, but I don't pay mares to sleep with them." Jackie expected to be slapped at the very least, but when she heard a giggle, she didn't really know what to think.

The mare opened her purse and pulled out a business card, sliding it in front of Jackie.

"What's this?" Jackie picked it up and read 'Rosette's Real Estate', 'Rosette Trim'. Beneath that was the word 'Founder'. The name sounded familiar, but it took looking at both her and the card for it to click. Jackie's eyes widened and stared at the mare across from her. "Wait a minute..."

"Believe me now?"

Jackie didn't quite know what to say. She didn't know why someone like Rosette was at a gay bar in Tall Tale and certainly didn't understand why she was talking to her. "Y-yeah, I do. You..."

"Hm? What, have you heard of me?" Rosette reached over a took a fry from Jackie's plate. The fries were the last thing on the earth pony's mind.

The scandal involving her selling her deceased father's corporation was widely known. It was considered one of the biggest boosts to the economy, as her father was well known for squandering its potential for personal gain. Selling the company after he died was the best thing to happen. "Well, yeah, everyone has! But... what are you doing here?"

"Why wouldn't I be? This bar is quite famous in the big cities! Besides, this isn't the first time I've been here, you know. Somehow, nobody ever recognizes me and frankly, I'm happy with that. Allows me to have fun without too much hassle. So, like I was saying..." Rosette took the card back, but not without purposefully brushing her hoof against Jackie's. "Think you could help me out?"

Jackie's face went beet red and she took a deep breath. She was never good at being approached by others, but a pony like her, all sophisticated and quite wealthy? Never happened before in her life. "W-what could I help you out with?" It was a stupid question; she obviously had a pretty good idea what.

Rosette leaned in closer and spoke softer. "You see, I have a position open that I would like to interview you about. I think you'd be a perfect fit for what I had in mind." She added a not-so-subtle wink at the end.

"Yep. That's exactly what I thought." Jackie's heart was beating incredibly fast. Certainly someone like Rosette could have anyone she wanted. Sometimes, other mares, especially the more dainty ones, liked how tall she was. Jackie guessed that, just maybe, Rosette happened to be one of those mares.

Rosette giggled again. "I'll take that as a 'yes'. I'll be outside. Don't be long. I wanna make sure we have more than enough time~" She pulled away from the table and made her way outside, weaving around the other patrons.

Jackie watched her walk out for as long as she could. She chugged the rest of her soda and brought both the cup and plate to the bar so Maple wouldn't have to get it. "Maple! Did you-?"

Maple was at the other end, laughing to herself. It looked like she had been laughing for a while. After a moment, she came over to Jackie and took the dishes from her. "Ha! I saw. You handled that like shit, as always, you weirdo." She reached over and stopped Jackie from pulling out her bits to pay for the food. Her laughter faded away in exchange for a soft smile. "Go. Have fun. You need it."

Jackie nodded clumsily and quickly made her way to the door, weaving around less than half as well as Rosette did. She had to apologize to several ponies for bumping into them. However, just before she opened the door, she stopped and gathered herself, trying to straighten her mane beneath her bandana. It wasn't working all that well. "Don't overdo it!" With a deep breath, she pulled open the door and stepped out into the cool night air.

Rosette stood on the sidewalk, phone to her ear, chatting quietly. She hung up as Jackie approached her. "My ride will be here in a moment. He can take us to my 'office', so we can properly conduct this one-on-one conference of ours."

Jackie didn't think she'd ever stop blushing. These puns that Rosette was using were charmingly cheesy and were making these lewd images pop up in her mind. At least she was fun. Some mares don't even like to talk, just wanting a quick fuck. Jackie thought of something funny to say back and was about to say it when a car pulled up. It was in pristine condition, large and very expensive looking. This HAD to be her car.

Rosette didn't wait for the driver to get out before opening the door, hopping in and patting the seat next to her. Jackie leaned down and entered the vehicle, a strange mix of berry and vanilla filtering through the air vent.

A middle aged pegasus stallion sat behind the wheel, glancing back at the two. His eyes narrowed at Jackie, but he said nothing in regards to her. "Where to, Miss Trim?"

"The office, please." Rosette then cracked the window next to her, allowing the cool air outside to flow in.

"Yes, ma'am." The car crept into motion, then jolted quickly to the left, merging with the traffic. Jackie could only smile at 'the office'. Rosette was certainly keeping the puns going. After a simple U-turn, they were on their way.

But Jackie wasn't really paying attention to the road. She was currently trying to handle Rosette laying against her in the car, giving her a look that could only be described as 'erotic curiosity'. This mare seemed to be able to read others very well, because every single thing she did only served to make the earth pony more excited and unsure of herself at the same time. "This is a... nice car."

"Isn't it?" Rosette gently placed a hoof under Jackie's chin, turning her head towards her. The older mare gazed into Jackie's eyes and Jackie felt every muscle in her body tense up and yet loosen at the same time. Her breath came out in shudders.

"Crap." Jackie couldn't handle it. No matter how gentle and light the other's touch was, moving her gaze away felt like trying to lift a boulder. She couldn't help but gaze back.

Rosette's look turned into one of subtle triumph. "You haven't seen anything yet, dear." Her horn began to glow and Jackie suddenly felt a very pleasant sensation, as if the base of her tail was being massaged. Her horn shown a little brighter and now it felt like a hoof tracing a line up her back. She began to twitch slightly, but Rosette's eyes told her not to move a muscle. Jackie wordlessly complied.

They pulled up to the front of the hotel; the ride felt like it took forever, but Jackie couldn't remember any of it, save for the wondrous torture she was put through. She got out of the car, her legs a bit shaky. Looking over, she saw that Rosette was halfway trying not to laugh. Despite being so nervous, it was honestly really cute to Jackie to see this older mare acting like a horny teenager. "You know I'm gonna have to get you back for that, right?"

"Yeah, we'll see about that." Rosette started to walk towards the entrance to the hotel, the doorman pulling the large glass door right before she got there. Jackie hurried in behind her but was soon left behind, as she was awestruck by the sheer amount of space just in the lobby. This was the kind of grand hotel you only ever saw in the movies, the ones that were a month's worth of rent just to stay for a week.

"Evening, Miss Trim." The concierge at the front desk held out a note, which she took without looking at.

Jackie was still trying to take it all in. Elevators with glass walls taking their occupants as high as they could go, a magnificent dining area that put five star restaurants to shame. Even the carpet looked like it cost more than...

"Jackie! You don't want to be left behind, do you?" Rosette was holding the elevator door open, still smiling. Not an ounce of strained patience could be seen on her face.

"Not at all!" Jackie started to run over to the elevator but quickly stopped herself, realizing that she was probably drawing a lot of attention to herself. Hell, she was just by standing there. She knew she looked out of place. Still, she made her way into the elevator, which was easily twice as large as a normal one, and with a press of a button, they began to rise.

This was a tall hotel. Much taller than she noticed but something was off. There seemed to be only fifteen floors, but each floor they ascended took longer than normal. The elevator didn't seem that slow, but she certainly wasn't going make sure. Looking out the window of their elevator would make her panic, as they were quite high up.

Rosette used her magic to brush some of Jackie's hair out of the way. "You seem preoccupied, dear."

"Huh?" Jackie was actually starting to think she was coming off as rude, even if she saw that Rosette didn't seem to care; she was probably used to the reactions that her one night lovers had whenever they followed her somewhere. "Just... man, this place is big."

"Indeed. I myself was pleasantly surprised when I got here. No other place compares." The elevator slowed to a halt, a soft 'ding' signalling their arrival to the twenty seventh floor. The doors opened up, letting the two ponies into a long hallway that had very few doors in it.

"Yikes! How big are the rooms?" Jackie let Rosette lead the way and followed her to the third door in the hallway. She watched her companion whip out a key card and unlock the door, the device emitting an electronic chirp. Rosette pushed the door open and let herself in.

Jackie could only creep in slowly. No wonder this place threw her off. It wasn't a hotel. It was an apartment complex! While it began to make a little more sense, the layout of the area didn't seem right... until she looked up and noticed the bedroom was actually situated on a balcony above the entrance. Her mind was officially blown. "Wow, this place is big."

"You are too cute, but honestly, you're gawking at the wrong thing." Rosette called out from the end table near the entrance."Unless you'd rather sleep with the couch? I can't say it's anywhere as good as me, to be honest."

Jackie smirked at her comment and decided to go on the offensive this time. Rosette may have messed with her in the car, but in here, with all the privacy they could want, she'd have the upper hoof. She spun around, fully intent on pressing the unicorn against the wall. She would have, too, if said unicorn wasn't already staring her down the second Jackie faced her.

That gleam in her eye was seductively piercing and all the certainty the mare held had fled from her. Rosette stepped forward and spoke softly. "Well? You looked ready for action a second ago."

Jackie didn't know what to say. She was effectively disarmed. No one had ever looked at her like that before. It was like the ride in the car all over again.

"See? That what I love about girls like you, Jackie. You're 'large and in charge', but the second someone like me expresses even an ounce of what I like to call 'confident intent', you become a play thing. You know what's good for you." Rosette pulled the clips from her mane, shaking it out until it all fell free. With a few graceful paces, she was within reach of Jackie and all it took was one more gentle touch underneath her chin to make her shudder delightfully. "Right again, as always."

It certainly wasn't an ounce. That look Rosette gave her was pure sex and Jackie would be lying if she said it didn't make her want to melt into a puddle right then and there.

"Now that I have your full attention, let's conduct this... interview. I always like to inspect my partner before I play with them. Let's me know what really turns them on."

She honestly didn't have to work that hard for it; Jackie's crotch was already quite moist and aching to be touched, even if only by herself. "You seem to already know quite a-"

"Quiet. I did not say you could speak. Now, stand up straight and don't move." Rosette's horn began to glow and a riding crop hovered into view. It floated underneath Jackie's chin and pressed upward, the earth pony raising her chin with it. The unicorn chuckled softly, closing the ground between them and pressing her head against Jackie's neck, nuzzling it, inhaling deeply. "Nice and warm, but you smell of a cheap, indistinct fragrance that does not quite suit you."

Jackie said nothing, not wanting to risk interrupting her, but nothing could quite stem the tension she was feeling. She wanted to throw herself on top of Rosette and make her regret teasing her so much, wanted to make her cry out. She hasn't been this turned on in quite a while.

Jackie felt another breath on her neck, hot and heavy, sending chills down her spine, causing her tail to twitch. Her hooves began to jitter a bit and she wasn't sure how much more she could take. Rosette's lips soon followed the breath and she planted several soft kisses along the front to the nape of her neck, the last one ending with a sharp nip. Jackie couldn't help it and made the tiniest sound... and then she felt a sharp crack on her flank. The riding crop had left her chin and struck her rump. Not terribly hard, but enough to sting.

Rosette said nothing, moving down Jackie's body, inch by inch, tracing lines randomly on her coat. Each lines elicited a shiver, especially as she went further down. "This won't do."

Jackie didn't dare look back but did notice a long black ribbon floating off of the vanity cabinet. After a moment, she felt it tie around her tail, near the base. She knew exactly what that was for: with her tail tied up, it allowed for easier viewing of her nethers. Sure enough, Rosette's hoof rested on her flank, rubbing the spot where the riding crop had made its contact.

"My, aren't you excited?" Another deep breath taken, followed by small noise of approval. "And that scent is so strong. I'm surprised you haven't fallen over yet."

Jackie halfway felt like dying. She couldn't stop blushing, her body wouldn't stop twitching and she could feel how swollen she was, as well as how close Rosette's muzzle was.

"My dear, you're soaked. I say, if I didn't know any better, I'd think you were getting off to this." Rosette's tone was teasing and knowing. She knew exactly what she was doing.

"You damn well know I am. I can't take this anymore!" Jackie suddenly jolted when she felt her cunt spread open, the riding crop quickly reacting and smacking her in the same spot as before. She quickly calmed herself as best as she could, stifling a whimper. She couldn't keep her head up, but thankfully, lowering it did not earn her another mark on her rump.

Jackie then felt a hoof just barely touch her clit, followed by the softest sound of Rosette licking something that wasn't a part of her. Her breathing stopped. It took Jackie a moment realized that she had just been tasted.

"You do not disappoint, Jackie. Bravo." Rosette's magic faded, allowing Jackie's lips to close once more. The unicorn stepped around and stood directly in front of her, holding her hoof out. Jackie look at it uncertainly, but Rosette cocked an eyebrow. "Well?"

Poor Jackie felt like fainting. Her face had to have been have been red as a fire hydrant, but she closed her eyes, stuck out her tongue and licked her hoof clean of the mess. It was sticky and bitter but what really bothered her is that she had never tasted herself before. She didn't know what to think as she swallowed her own fluids.

"Large tongue. Hot. You know, I didn't think you'd actually do it. This is turning out better than I thought it would." Rosette reached up with both hooves and gently pulled Jackie's face closer to hers, blessing her with a warm kiss. Her tail began to twitch even more than before. When the kiss was finished, she started to walk towards the stairs that led to the balcony. "Follow me." Her tone was much sweeter now, yet still tinged with seduction.

Jackie didn't hesitate, keeping close behind her. As they ascended the stairs, the earth pony noticed that she wasn't the only one turned on. Rosette had enjoyed the inspection almost as much as she did. She was tempted to reach up and have a taste of her own, but her companion soon turned away, as they had reached the top.

The bed was quite large, easily king sized and very luxurious. The comforter on top of the mattress was probably the most plush one she had ever seen. Next to the bed sat a large end table with several drawers, a lamp and a decent sized book, bookmarked about halfway through. Jackie was oddly curious about the title, but she was pulled away from that side of the bed and halted at the foot of it.

Rosette said nothing as she rested herself on the bed, facing Jackie and spread her hind legs wide open. That same knowing look and a playful smirk adorned her face as she waited for compliance.

Jackie gladly knelt down. This was the part she enjoyed more than anything, often even more than sex itself. She licked her lips and reached up with her forelegs, wrapping them around the thighs of her lover. She took a deep breath herself, experiencing Rosette's musk, letting it fill her lungs. On exhale, Jackie leaned forward and raked her large tongue over the folds of the unicorn's sex, feeling her legs twitch as they were lightly pressed against her head. She felt her bandana slowly slip off of her head and her glasses soon followed. With those gone, she felt a hoof push lightly on the back of her head, urging her to go deeper.

"Ah... I will say, a tongue that size sure comes in handy. I bet all the girls love you~" Rosette obviously wasn't expecting a response as Jackie was far too busy snaking her tongue between the lips of her cunt and smearing sticky saliva and sweet nectar on her muzzle. It wasn't long until Jackie felt it was time to focus on her clit; it was certainly eager enough to be played with, poking out of it's hood and throbbing ever so slightly. She happily obliged, dragging the tip of her tongue over it several times before pursing her lips and sucking on it lightly.

Jackie quickly peeked up and noticed that Rosette's horn was glowing, but she didn't quite know why. Another push on her head had her abandon the idea, but the reason for the use of magic was soon revealed when she felt the tip of something begin to push against her slit slowly. Painfully slowly. Slow enough to a point that she began to squirm, which brought back the all too familiar sting of the riding crop. The earth pony fell still once more, allowing her lover to tease her again.

Whatever it was rubbing against her, it was hitting all the right spots. It slipped in about an inch but was quickly pulled out and run along her cunt until it came down to her clit, which was prodded against lightly. Jackie was breathing hard, begging for it to go in just another inch or five, to play with her just a little faster. Her crotch throbbed painfully and she could feel herself leaking onto the carpet beneath her. Another prod against her clit caused her to whimper, causing Rosette to smack her rump yet again.

Jackie was doing her best to stay still and quiet, but it was not easy for her... She was slowly coming to the realization that she liked being whipped and the resulting contact only caused her to tense up more and more, until it became routine. A prod, followed by a whimper, followed by a lovely sting. This torture went on for several minutes until she felt the toy fully insert itself into her cunt. This time, she cried out much louder, but all Rosette did was smile and push the earth pony's muzzle harder against her.

Whatever the toy was, it was large, curved and heavenly. Slicked up and covered in small rubber nubs, it was held in such a position that allowed it to reach deep inside and yet allow the nubs to brush against her clit without mercy. The teasing had already brought her pretty far along, but Rosette's handiwork would make short work of her. The older mare sighed contentedly. "Getting close?"

Jackie nodded quickly, her forelegs tightening around Rosette's hips. She began to lick faster, snake her tongue deeper and suck a little harder on her clit, wanting to cum at the same time as her. However, it was too late, as she felt the final build up that every orgasm signaled right before it delivered the finishing blow. Her legs quivered, her grip loosed and her slit pulsed painfully as the orgasm sent a shockwave through her body, causing her to hold her breath and hesitate for only a moment. That moment's wait brought the riding crop down on her at the perfect moment, heightening the pleasure she received from the orgasm two fold.

Despite feeling so good, Jackie quickly resumed her licking, the toy in her cunt still sliding in and out. It was blindingly orgasmic and this time, the riding crop didn't stop its assault, smacking her rump every few seconds. She needed to get Rosette off, as she believed the toy wouldn't stop until her lover was satisfied.

Sure enough, the pain and pleasure paused as well as Jackie felt the mare twitch and pulse much like she did, feeling her flesh constrict against her muzzle, the slightest bit of nectar being forced out and staining her cheeks. Within seconds, the riding crop lost it's magic hold and fell to the ground, as did the toy, Jackie feeling it slip out of her and drop next to her. She kept her mouth closed but looked up and watched the unicorn fall back on the bed, a drunken smile on her face.

"That was... awesome, Jackie." Rosette was breathing almost as hard as she was and reached down to Jackie, raising her chin up, looking her in the eye. "Come on up here."

Jackie nodded and stood, supporting herself on the firm mattress while trying to make her shaky legs listen to her brain. She ended up just dragging herself onto the bed, too tired to bother. Turning over on her back, she did her best to catch her breath. "Awesome? You were... you were plain evil."

This resulted in a cute giggle from the unicorn. "I think I can agree with that. Sorry, you just made it so easy. But, congratulations all around."

That was... a strange thing to say after a proverbial roll in the hay. Jackie couldn't claim she's ever been told that before. "Congrats? What do you mean?"

"Hm? Oh." Rosette rolled onto her belly and propped herself up onto her elbows, then leaning over and giving Jackie a kiss on the forehead. "My bad, you're probably still out of it. Yeah, you have the job."

Jackie just laid there, trying to comprehend what that meant. She came up with nothing. "Wait, what?"