It had been months since Applejack got this outfit, and she finally had an excuse to put it on. Yeah, it was cliché and stereotypical of someone like her, but she couldn't help what made her feel sexy. Not even Sunset knew about this outfit, as she didn't get it from the store she worked at (yes she DID know about that).

No, she ordered it online.

Said outfit consisted of beige chaps on her legs revealing sexy red panties, brown boots, red bra with a beige western styled jacket. For this occasion she wore red lipstick, and naturally her stetson completed the look.

After getting changed, she grabbed her black whip and walked back to the barn, where she left her charge. She didn't tell anyone, but she'd always had a bit of an eye for Twilight. She never said anything, nor had she ever hinted at it, that way if Twilight ended up with Timber Spruce she wouldn't be too disappointed. It was amazing how many people thought being the Element of Honesty meant she “couldn't” lie. She could, she just didn't.

That didn't mean she didn't know how to put on a front to hide her true feelings.

When she reached the barn, she pressed her ear against the door to listen. Inside she could hear Twilight's moans. That sound was music to Applejack's ears. She leaned against the door and looked down, closing her eyes and smiling to herself.

Part of me feels guilty fer this.

But Ah can't hold myself back anymore.

This was selfish, but Applejack was a selfish girl. Besides, she made sure that she didn't do anything that Twilight was uncomfortable with. As in, she didn't go too far. If she wanted Applejack to go further, she'd have to ask her.

Nicely, of course.

She braced herself and then threw the doors open. In the middle of the room was Twilight, wrists bound together above her head with a rope that was suspended over a wooden rafter above her. Her hair was no longer in the high ponytail she always tied it, now hanging loosely over her shoulders and down her back. She continued to breathe heavily, moaning as she struggled against her ropes.

Absolutely stunnin', Twilight.

When Twilight looked up to see Applejack, her eyes went wide, probably from both arousal and fear if her blush was anything to go by. People wondered how Applejack could always tell when someone was lying, but the explanation was simple. She just knew how to read people. That skill wasn't just good for knowing when someone was lying. It was also good at telling when someone thought you were attractive.

“Lookin good, Twilight,” Applejack said sauntering in, letting the whip rest on her shoulder, “Hope you're comfortable.”

“Applejack…” Twilight said trembling, “W-what's the meaning of-” she was cut off by the crack of Applejack's whip.

“You know exactly what the meanin' of this is,” Applejack said, “Ah'm sorry in advance fer this, Twilight. Ah didn't wanna scare ya so badly, but there's been a lot Ah've been holdin’ in. Then again, ya did come here of your own free will, an' Ah can tell that you're havin' fun,” she got right in front of Twilight and caressed her cheek, “Ain't that right, Sugarcube?”

Twilight's breathing picked up, and she rubbed her legs together. Still, she did nod. Applejack smirked, her own heart racing a bit more now. She leaned in close to Twilight's ear.

“The safe word is grapefruit,” Applejack whispered, “If Ah at any point make ya too scared or uncomfortable, say that an' Ah'll stop an' let ya go.”

“Why… grapefruit…?” Twilight asked Applejack, who chuckled softly.

“Because it's my least favorite fruit,” Applejack said. Still leaning close, she reached for Twilight's panties and lowered them, letting them fall onto the ground. She then slowly stuck her fingers into Twilight's lower lips, slowly fingering her. Twilight's reaction was instant. Her hands tightened into fists, and her whole body writhed in arousal.

“Oooh!” Twilight cried out, eyes closed gently.

“Feels amazin’, don't it?” Applejack asked as Twilight continued to moan from her admissions, “Not bein’ able ta move, knowin’ that yer completely at my mercy. Timber Spruce hasn't gone this far, has he?”

“Timber…?” Twilight asked, opening an eye slightly.

“Yer not sure whether or not ya like him like that, Ah know,” Applejack continued, “Honestly, Ah wasn't ever gonna say anythin'. Jus' let ya figure things out on yer own. But once Ah saw you readin’ that book, Ah had ta make a move.”

“But… why…?” Twilight asked. She started moaning louder as Applejack pleasured her faster and harder.

“Cause Ah wasn't gonna let ya risk havin' yer feelings hurt when ya tried sharin’ yer interests with that boy. Not when there's was someone right in front of you who was lookin’ fer someone just like ya,” Applejack began running her fingers lightly along her G-Spot, “Ah care 'bout ya, Twilight. Too much ta let ya explore this alone. Ah ain't askin’ fer a relationship if ya don't want one yet. But that don't mean we can't have a little fun, right? So what do ya say? Wanna add a few benefits to our friendship?”

Twilight's answer came as a loud scream as she had what might have been the most intense orgasm she had ever had. After coming down, Twilight hung helplessly before Applejack, head hanging and breathing heavily. However, Applejack noticed a relieved smile on her face. Applejack gripped the whip tightly and smirked dangerously.

“Let's have some fun 'fore the family comes back,” Applejack said, her voice lower and lust filled. She mentally apologized to Timber Spruce, because while she didn't want to force Twilight to be in a relationship with her, she had every intention of making her want to be in a relationship with her.

Nothin' personal.

You were jus' a little too late.

SMACK

Rarity screamed as the whip lashed at her back for the third time. She could tell, Adagio was enjoying this quite a bit. If she were being honest with herself, Rarity was enjoying the intensity of this scene as well. Adagio kept her chained up in the middle of her and Sunset's “playroom”, which was where they kept all of their toys. Her wrists were shackled above her, and her legs were kept apart by shackles chaining her ankles to the floor. It was simple, but just like that Rarity felt more helpless than ever.

“I have to say, your resolve is impressive, Element of Generosity,” Adagio taunted, walking around her, “But, is that because you're holding onto your will, or could you be enjoying this?”

“It's… a bit of bo- AHH!” she screamed as the whip lashed at her back again.

“I'll tell you when I want you to answer,” Adagio seethed, “Otherwise, you need to stay silent and just take whatever your dom gives you. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Mistress!” Rarity said, eyes closed tightly. Adagio smirked and walked over to a desk, where she left a vibrator similar to the one that she and Fluttershy used on the roof. Adagio inserted the oddly shaped device into Rarity's pussy, and then turned it up to a low setting, causing a bit of pleasure to shoot through her body, but only a bit.

“I don't think Sunset and I have to do much work concerning you,” Adagio stated admiring Rarity, “You definitely know what you're doing concerning BDSM. I'm curious though, why this? Why BDSM of all things?”

That was a good question to be honest. She hadn't really thought of “why” she chose BDSM. It took a bit of thinking, which was hard with the vibrator's stimulation, but eventually she found her answer.

“It's… the intensity,” Rarity admitted, “I need the intensity so I can control my urges.”

“Right, Sunset told me that you're a bit of a nympho,” Adagio said, turning the vibrator up a bit. That got a slight moan out of Rarity, “Don't cum. Not until I give you the order to.”

“Y-yes, Mistress,” Rarity said, gripping the chain above her wrists tighter for control.

“You sure know how to pick them though,” Adagio said with a smirk, “In another life, Fluttershy would probably be your sub. Was there a reason you chose her?”

“A, few,” Rarity closed her eyes tightly. She did not want to know what would happen if she came before Adagio gave her the okay.

“Tell them to me,” Adagio commanded, turning the vibrator up a bit more.

Oh God! Why?!

“I, w-wanted to give myself to her, so she'd b-become stronger, a-and more b-balanced,” Rarity said. She was getting close to her threshold, but she didn't want to disappoint Adagio.

“So even in a moment of seeking your pleasure, you think of helping another,” Adagio said, actually with a soft smile, one that Rarity hadn't expected, “I haven't seen a soul as generous as yours in a long time. So, you wanted to help her become stronger, but what else?”

“I t-t-trust her,” Rarity's breathing became heavier. No no no, her control was beginning to…

“Rarity,” Adagio warned.

“I'm, sorry,” Rarity apologized, “I'm trying my best to hold out, but, my control is-”

“Fight it,” Adagio commanded, “You're stronger than this, Rarity.”

Rarity shook her head, trying her hardest to not explode. She tried, but soon failed, exploding as the orgasm she both desired and dreaded consumed her. When she heard Adagio sigh in disappointment, she tensed up in fear.

“Well, you lasted a bit longer than I thought you would.”

Rarity opened her eyes and looked at Adagio in surprise, “Um… excuse me?”

“I wanted to test you,” Adagio said folding her arms, “To see how much you could take before you came. And I can definitely see the issue we'll have to work on.” she walked over to a chair in front of Rarity and sat down, crossing her legs, “When you say that you have no control, you literally mean no control, don't you?”

“I… do,” Rarity sighed in shame, “Usually after I orgasm, my body heats up, ready for the next one almost immediately.”

Adagio nodded to herself, “If you're going to truly be a good sub, you're going to have to learn self control.”

“I'd hoped that control would come in time, but…”

“Sorry, but it doesn't work like that,” Adagio leaned forward a bit, “Control is something that you have to gain for yourself. Fluttershy can't give you that control. She can enforce it, yes, but as the sub, it's your responsibility to at least control yourself enough to not cum before your dom tells you to.”

“Orgasm, is a reward, isn't it?” Rarity asked Adagio, whose expression softened to that same soft smile.

“Now you're beginning to understand. Even though as the sub, you still control the scene, your dom is still the one who controls you in the scene. Therefore, apart from having the safeword to stop anything you don't like, everything, and I mean everything is under the control of your dom. But to give control, you must first get control.”

Hold on, was this her training? She thought Adagio was going to try and break her, not reinforce her.

“The sub is truly a strong individual,” Adagio continued, rising up to walk over to Rarity, “People get the wrong idea when they look at us, thinking that we're just allowing someone to have their way with us. They think we're doormats. But that's so far from the truth, it's sad. We're able to give control to our doms because we're the masters of our own bodies. We choose to make ourselves slaves to another, but in truth, we're a slave to no one. Not even to ourselves.”

Rarity's eyes widened. No one had ever explained being a sub so beautifully. Even Rarity thought to a degree that she'd just be turning herself into Fluttershy's slave, and thus had to be broken. However, from what Adagio was saying, that was so going in the wrong direction.

“I like you, Rarity,” Adagio said caressing her cheek, “I look at you, and I see so much potential. “Rarity” is a name that truly suits you, as you remind me of a diamond, almost.”

“How so?” Rarity asked softly.

“Beautiful, brilliant, and almost unbreakable,” Adagio replied, “Diamond is one of the hardest substances in the world, even if it's not the strongest. I imagine that describes you in a nutshell.”

Rarity had never been compared to that of a diamond before, not like this. She did however see the comparison. She even heard that her name was a reference to diamonds.

“I'm going to help you get control of yourself,” Adagio continued, “Mold you into a beautiful diamond.”

“Why do you want to help me like this?” Rarity asked, “My friends and I hurt you so much.”

“That might be how Sonata and Aria think,” she looked to the side a bit, “But I've come to appreciate what you did for us. We needed to be stopped, because we were out of control. As for why I want to help you, that's simple.” she looked into Rarity's eyes, “We're a lot alike, you and I.”

Rarity blinked a bit in shock. She wasn't expecting that answer.

“When I saw you submitting to Fluttershy in the hallway that one time, I saw so much of myself within you. You're a strong young woman, and you're using submission as a means of discovering who you truly are. If I had a daughter, I'd imagine that she'd be a lot like you. That's why I'm so invested in your growth as a sub, Rarity. Because I want to see you shine as brightly as I do.”

Rarity looked down and took that in. She could feel it now. Adagio was dead serious. She wanted to help her. She could see how much Rarity actually wanted this, and had every intention of helping Rarity grow into the best sub that she could.

“So, to become a good sub, I need to get control of myself then?” Rarity asked, “Alright then. Mistress, please help me get control.”

Adagio raised an eyebrow, but kept smiling, “So, you're serious about this?”

“More than you realize,” Rarity stated, “This isn't just for me and my pleasure. More so, I'm doing this because I want to make Fluttershy as happy as she makes me. I want to be a sub that she can truly enjoy and appreciate.”

“You love her, don't you?” Adagio asked.

“I do,” Rarity admitted without any reservation, “I've wanted to be hers the moment I laid eyes on her in sophomore year.”

“Does she know?”

“No, I don't think so,” Rarity said, “I'm somewhat nervous about telling her. We only just started dating about a short while ago.”

Adagio frowned to herself and took that in, “Very well. I understand, Rarity. As your teacher, and hopefully your friend as well, I'll help you become the sub you want to be.”

“Yes, I'd… like it if you and I were friends,” Rarity said, giving Adagio a gentle smile. She was so much different than Rarity thought she'd be. A lot nicer, actually.

Adagio smiled almost in relief, and then assumed her dom persona again, “So Rarity, are you ready for your real training to begin?”

Rarity took a deep breath, and met Adagio with a confident glare, “Do your worst, Mistress.”

Author's Note

This chapter is roughly happening at the same time as the last chapter, just so you'll know.