Rainbow still couldn’t believe what she’d seen. She’d been walking back from the kitchen, lost in her own frustrating thoughts, and as she rounded the corner she saw her friend. The confusion wasn’t that Fluttershy was there, no, it was her house. That was expected. The part that had Rainbow in a snag was that Fluttershy was bent over the table with a shit eating grin on her face while Rubinstein was pounding her.

Then it got worse. They had locked eyes. Rainbow had frozen, unable to look away from Fluttershy’s face. Shy had looked so strange then. She was clearly happy, that much was easy to tell. But it wasn’t the normal kind of happy, like she just won a race or set a new record. It was more of an immediate, primal satisfaction; like she was eating. Not a sandwich or something, but the best cake she’d ever had. And she was slowly eating it, getting it all over her face, and staring straight into Rainbow while she did it. Except that Dash knew there was no sandwich, only Ruby—leaning on her, drooling on her back, running his hands over her body as he put that expression on her face. All the while he had that disgustingly satisfied smirk. Like he was proud of how he was defiling Shy or something.

And then he’d suddenly pulled her hair, tearing Shy’s eyes away from Dash. Rainbow felt like she should have been able to look away then, to turn around and walk back into the kitchen. Instead, she watched Shy’s hair slip off her back and fall down her neck. It had gracefully slide back and forth across her supple and smooth fur as their rhythm picked up. Shy had squealed then, loudly and passionately.

Rainbow couldn’t look away, she barely understood. So she watched, frozen in place. She wondered about the noises Shy was making. Was she doing it on purpose, encouraging Ruby somehow? Or, and this thought made Rainbow shudder, could she not help it? Was Shy forced to make those sounds, like some kind of reverse scream from pain? Was Ruby’s thing inside of her enough to make her act like an animal that couldn’t speak?

Rainbow had been distracted again when Fluttershy groaned and whipped her head back around to watch Dash. This time her face was flushed, and her eyes half lidded with a look of want that terrified Dash to her core. When Fluttershy trapped Dash in her stare again, Dash knew her own wings were locked rigidly out, unwillingly signaling to Shy that she was enjoying the show.

Dash had stared into her friends eyes, seeing the exact moment that Fluttershy’s want had been satiated. Rubinstein had muttered something, and then Shy had slyly smiled and braced her arms against the table. She’d pressed backwards, and bit her lip, causing Rubinstein to curse. There was a glimmer in Fluttershy’s eye’s, a spark then. That was the moment that Dash realized Fluttershy wasn’t servicing Rubinstein; he was servicing her.

Fluttershy had kept Dash frozen, staring at her as Shy licked her lips and began to slowly grind herself on the finished stallion. Dash realized something terrifying—Fluttershy was in charge. She was playing Ruby and was putting on a show for Dash. Rainbow was terrified. Unlike Ruby’s clumsy advances, she wouldn’t resist Fluttershy’s soft skin and warm hands. When Fluttershy made her move, Dash would crumble like a tower of cards. The thought echoed in her brain, it had been all she could think of. Fluttershy was going to do to her what she was doing to Ruby, and Dash would love it.

Dash had stood there like an idiot, her face flushed and her heart beating rapidly. Her friend had become some kind of sex monster, and she was trapped. Fluttershy kissed Ruby, then sauntered up to Rainbow, and kissed her on the nose. It wasn’t much, but Rainbow knew what it meant. It was possessive. Fluttershy had just told Rainbow, in no uncertain terms, that she belonged to the yellow mare now, and she was going to enjoy it.

And then she had commanded, not asked, Dash to set the table, and spend time with Ruby. Dash wanted to argue, to tell her no, but when she turned to protest her eyes locked on Fluttershy’s cum covered ass and her brain shut down again.

Awkwardly, she had set the table, thinking as she calmly talked to Rubinstein. The worst part was that he still wanted to do that with her. Dash didn’t think she could, Ruby made her skin crawl when he touched her. His hand on and in her body had been awful, and had proved without a shred of doubt that he was scum. But when he had calmly told her that there was, in fact, no escape, she had known he was right. Oh, she could get away from Ruby, that would be easy. But Fluttershy wasn’t going to let her leave, and Fluttershy was going to make Dash become like she was.

Sexy, sauntering, and covered in Ruby’s cum.

Silently, they waited for Fluttershy to come back and feed them. Dash wondered if she should warn Ruby, let him know about the monster he’d just unleashed. But she decided that he probably wouldn’t care. Shy was the monster he wanted, Rainbow was not. Not yet, at least.

Rainbow swallowed nervously, looking at the happy, clueless idiot.

Fluttershy smiled happily as she rubbed Rubinstein’s chest. Things had gone much better than she’d hoped. It really had been an accident, losing everything like that, but she didn’t regret it at all. After dinner, Dash had thrown on her clothes and ran back to her place to grab some things. Fluttershy had made sure she was planning on coming back, having Dash here was half the fun. Fluttershy herself had went out and fed the animals, just putting her loose sweatshirt on and walking in the dark night pants less. The animals hadn’t cared, and it was oddly freeing.

When she got back, Dash hadn’t returned yet. So she’d led Ruby to the bedroom and gave him a tour. She even showed him her secret stash of toys. Just in case he had any fun ideas. While they waited for Dash to come back, she decided to give him a cleaning.

She’d had him sit on the bed, and slowly given him a blow job. She wasn’t in any rush, they had all night and he’d just cum on her about half an hour before. Fluttershy had spent the time practicing her skills, it was nice to have a real stallion instead of her toys for a change. He was so much warmer than the toys, and she’d loved the way he twitched. The smell and taste also got to her, making her excited as well. It was definitely an improvement over the toys, even the ones you warmed up in hot water.

She had just been so happy when he came the first time, she wanted it again. And seeing Rainbow like that had made her happy as well. Dash had looked so confused, it was an oddly adorable look for the brash mare. Fluttershy loved cute things.

She’d watched Dash curiously, wondering what she was thinking while Ruby had fucked her. Dash’s presence had made the act all that much more exhilarating. There was something enthralling about looking another mare in the eyes while you got fucked by a stallion. Something empowering. Fluttershy had felt strangely confident all evening, and loved it. She was sure that as soon as she left her cottage, she’d revert back to being shy again, but being able to let loose like that had been amazing.

Dash had returned home while Fluttershy was mid blow job, and Dash had stopped unpacking to watch. Fluttershy had given Dash a good show, licking sloppily up and down his length until finally Rubinstein gave her a nice warm squirt in her mouth. She’d almost choked at first, but managed to swallow the salty treat.

Dash had watched them finish, and then silently unpacked, Fluttershy felt oddly victorious, and Rubinstein had drifted off to sleep in her bed. She’d snuggled up next to him, just watching him breathe and listening to his slow heartbeat. Eventually, Dash slid into the bed and rolled to her side, facing away from Fluttershy and Rubinstein.

Fluttershy figured that Dash couldn’t be very comfortable. There wasn’t much room on the bed, and Rubinstein had fallen asleep in the middle, taking up most of the bed himself. Fluttershy was comfortable cuddling with him, but was pretty sure that Rainbow didn’t want to.

Carefully, she reached across Rubinstein’s chest to touch Dash’s back. Dash’s wings fluttered reflexively, she must have been awake. Fluttershy gently pulled her hand back, and watched Dash continue to pretend to be asleep. Frowning, Fluttershy slid off of Rubinstein, and snuggled tightly between the two. Dash grumbled, but didn’t pull away from her.

That was reassuring, Fluttershy's confidence built slightly. She had been worried that Dash was mad at her still. Slowly, she put an arm over Dash, wrapping her closer. Neither of them said anything, and Dash kept turned away from her. Fluttershy got comfortable, resting her nose just under Dash’s ear. Dash was tense in her arms, and Fluttershy doubted that Dash was going to sleep.

She wondered if she should talk to her, explain how everything was an accident again. Maybe Dash thought she had done it on purpose after watching her have such a good time. It was something she would have to explain eventually anyways, even if it was simple. Fluttershy liked sex. She often spent her nights fantasizing, and had invested in a small library of trashy romance novels and expensive toys. She’d had some nights of fun with a few ponies, but it didn’t happen nearly as often as she’d hoped. Worse, she would always be too shy to really enjoy herself.

That changed when she had given Rubinstein the signed writ—she realized that she didn’t have to worry about being embarrassed by needs. He was literally keeping her just to have sex with her, and the more enthusiastic she was the happier he would be. She had been so excited and terrified when that thought had crossed her mind that she’d had a mild panic attack.

The only thing she was upset about was Rainbow. But the more she thought about it, the more she realized that it wasn’t really her fault. Rainbow made bad choices to get here, too. She shouldn’t feel guilty for what Rubinstein was going to do with Rainbow, but she still needed to support her friend. Fluttershy pondered this.

Rainbow was still tense, breathing fast and nervous. She seemed worried, and Fluttershy figured she probably wasn’t going to sleep tonight. If Fluttershy kept holding her when she was awake like this, she probably wouldn’t sleep either. But Fluttershy didn’t want to abandon her, she’d looked so alone and scared earlier.

Fluttershy reassuringly squeezed her friend, letting Rainbow know that she cared. Rainbow relaxed a little, and her breathing slowed a touch. She wasn’t anywhere near sleep, but she was feeling a little better. Fluttershy breathed slowly into Rainbow’s ear, watching it twitch in the dim light for several minutes.

Rainbow was still awake, and Fluttershy was still worried. Quietly, being sure not to wake Mr. Rubinstein, Fluttershy whispered into Dash’s ear. “Are you still nervous?”

Dash didn’t say anything, but did gently flap her wing, letting Fluttershy know she’d heard.

Fluttershy thought about it. Dash needed sleep, staying up all night was never good for anybody. When Fluttershy couldn’t sleep, she usually took care of herself with one of her toys or her hands. She didn’t think Dash would be so bold, nor that she would allow Fluttershy to help her quite like that.

The thought was appealing though. Fluttershy could imagine it, her hand slowly reaching down Dash’s body and then ever so carefully showing her the proper way to relax for bed. Dash would mumble her name, too quiet for Mr. Rubinstein to hear, but Fluttershy would help her relax regardless. Even if they accidentally woke Mr. Rubinstein up. She felt herself blush, the heat warming her cheeks.

Fluttershy built up her courage, and whispered in Dash’s ear. “I can… umm… help you relax.”

Dash lay still, not responding at all.

Fluttershy continued, “If you want.” and lowered her hand down Dash’s belly, swirling it slowly. She felt Dash tense up, becoming rigid in her grasp. Fluttershy frowned, she wanted Dash to relax, not get more tightly wound.

She didn’t stop though. In the back of her mind, she was worried that maybe Dash didn’t want her to do this. Maybe she was scared. But Fluttershy knew better. Dash didn’t get scared like her. Dash had stood up to Mr. Rubinstein when he’d tried something similar. If she didn’t want Fluttershy to continue, she’d tell her. Fluttershy was confident that Dash would let her know if she wasn’t interested in her special kind of help.

She’d seen the way Dash had watched her. Dash was jealous, and secretly wanted to join. But she had to stay stubborn, that was just how she was. Fluttershy chuckled slightly. Dash could be so bull headed. If she just learned to relax and open up a little she’d be much happier, like Fluttershy was. Gaining confidence, Fluttershy slipped her hand between Dash’s legs.

Dash was hot like an oven down there, and Fluttershy smiled as she dipped into the source of the heat. Still tense, Dash shuffled slightly to spread just a little for Fluttershy’s hand. Fluttershy smiled, and softly cooed into Dash’s ear. “That’s a good girl. Just relax and let Momma Fluttershy take care of you.”

Dash didn’t say anything, but Fluttershy began to feel her melt back into her. She was starting to finally relax, but she was pretty dry down there. Fluttershy knew how that was sometimes, sometimes your body just didn’t want to play along. But that was okay, she’d learned how to make it.

She lifted her hand to in front of Dash’s face, and gently pressed her finger against Dash’s lips. Whispering again, just barely enough to hear, she let Dash know what to do. “Lick it. Get lots of spit on it.”

Dash shook for a moment, and then her mouth slowly opened. Fluttershy gently put her finger inside, and felt Dash’s warm velvet tongue caress it. Fluttershy hummed quietly in approval. “Mmmhmm.”

Maybe she kept it in a little too long, but Dash’s mouth felt so nice. She just wanted to sink into it, and let that tongue stroke her body everywhere. Fluttershy blushed as she realized that if they kept this up she might get her wish someday soon. Careful not to drip too much, she took her now saliva covered finger and dipped it back between Dash’s legs.

Dash quivered, and Fluttershy went gently to work. The spit let her finger slide slowly and smoothly across Dash’s inner flesh, making it feel nicer for both of them. The spit didn’t last too long, but Dash was soon wet enough that it didn’t matter. Fluttershy spent almost every night playing with herself, and Dash wasn’t too different. All the same spots made her shake.

Fluttershy was too hot again, her own pussy soaking wet from what she was doing to her long time friend. Using her other hand, she began to play with herself as well. Fluttershy moaned quietly into Dash’s ear, and then surprised herself when she bit it. She wasn’t sure why she did it, but it felt nice for her, and Dash moaned when it happened.

Smiling, she gave Dash some encouragement in between warm, wet ear licks, “Isn’t this nice?”

Dash didn’t say anything, but was beginning to lightly squeak when Fluttershy brushed her clit. Fluttershy was forgetting why she was doing this, losing herself in the passion as she played with herself and her friend. “Oh… That’s a good girl, Dashie...” Her breath was running hot, and Dash’s ear was gently victimized again as Fluttershy rubbed both their clits.

She forced Dash to cum first, roughly squeezing her clit with two fingers and gently stroking her inner and outer walls with the others. Dash tried to stay silent, but had to cover her mouth with her hands to muffle out her loud squeaks. Dash shook in the bed and pressed hard into her hand as Fluttershy felt her convulsing and twitching around her fingers. Fluttershy kept her hand there, letting Dash’s strong inner muscles clench around her fingers as she came. Fluttershy always thought that was much more satisfying for herself, so she figured Dash would enjoy it as well.

Fluttershy felt Dash relax in her arms and under her ministrations, lightly shuddering. Fluttershy knew that she had succeeded, Dash would relax. Knowing that she had brought her friend a special, private kind of joy, she reached her own moment. Fluttershy came gently, and lightly bit down on Dash’s ear as she satisfyingly clenched around her other hand. She rode it out, thrusting weakly into Dash’s back and stroking herself to milk it along. She knew just how to make herself feel good, and managed to keep cumming for several seconds after dash had settled.

Sighing happily, she melted into Dash’s now soft body. Instead of saying anything, she just hummed happily that she’d helped her friend, and dozed off with both of her hands still coated in sticky residue. One of her arms draped lazily over Dash, and the other was snuggled comfortably between their bodies and Fluttershy’s legs.

Even though Dash had relaxed, she never fell asleep that night. She wasn’t sure how to handle the quiet rape. She had shook, clenched around Fluttershy’s hands, and then Shy had fallen asleep. Dash just kept trying to understand what, exactly, had just happened. Her uncomfortable, cold, wet thighs distracted her as she tried to sleep under Fluttershy’s leaden arm. A quiet confusion ruled her mind as her short attention span drifted from one uncomfortable thought to the next.

She’d been right on two counts. She hadn’t been able to say, “No,’ and Fluttershy had made certain that Dash fully enjoyed it. Rainbow wasn’t sure which fact made her more sick.

Author's Note

And from here it becomes episodic. As of now, this chapter hasn't been edited. But if somebody wants to give me feedback on this chapter I will fix the fuck out of it! I'll post more as I write it.