I Belong to You

The movie was as amazing as everyone said it was. Fluttershy always enjoyed these movies, Mistress Mare-velous being her absolute favorite. In the case of Rarity, she enjoyed the Masked Matter Horn the best, so it made watching the movie interesting since their two characters were the focus.

After the movie, the two of them walked out of the theater hand in hand still excited about it.

“Oh my God, that was amazing!” Rarity cheered.

“This movie was the best one yet! I'm so happy they fixed the special effects for Saddle Rager!” Fluttershy exclaimed.

“I know! Oh, the fight between Mistress Mare-velous and Matter Horn was fantastic!”

“It was! We have to come back and watch it again!”

“Absolutely!”

The two of them held each other laughing in glee and began making their way back to their neighborhood, Fluttershy leaning into Rarity as they walked.

“So, where to next?” Rarity asked.

“Um… could we maybe go to your house?” Fluttershy requested.

“Sure, but is everything okay?” Rarity asked, “Your folks aren't giving you trouble, are they?”

“Oh no,” Fluttershy said quickly, “I just don't want to be in the same space as my brother right now.”

“Okay, I understand,” Rarity said nodding, “More time away from Zephyr the better. Very well then. Next stop, my house.”

When they arrived at the oddly shaped house, they saw Rarity's mother standing behind the counter.

“Rarity, how are you, doll?” her mother asked in a thick Brooklyn accent.

“Fine mother,” Rarity said, hugging her mother, “I hope it's okay that I brought Fluttershy with me.”

“You know I love Fluttershy,” Rarity's mother said turning to the pink haired teen, “And how are you, doll face?”

“Um… I'm well…” Fluttershy said blushing, “Rarity and I really enjoyed the movie.”

“Wonderful,” Rarity's mother said hugging Fluttershy now, “You know you're like family here, alright? So if ya need anything, you come to your auntie Cookie, alright?”

“Y-yes…” Fluttershy said returning the embrace, “Thank you, Miss Crumbles.”

“Now, why don't ya head on up to Rarity's room. If ya want, you can stay for dinner.”

“I'll text my Mom and ask if I can,” Fluttershy said, “Thank you, ma'am.”

“Well come along then,” Rarity said, “We have much to talk about.”

Fluttershy nodded, blushing as she thought about what they were going to be talking about. This was one of the main reasons she wanted to come here instead of going to her own house. She already didn't want her parents to know about her dating another girl yet. If they knew that she and said girl were thinking of engaging in something that she just knew her super religious parents were against, she'd never hear the end of it.

After texting her mom, Fluttershy's thoughts went to Miss Cookie's accent. Both Rarity's parents had Brooklyn accents, so Rarity naturally had one too. The way she spoke now was due to years of practiced behavior, but every so often it came out, mainly when she was upset. Fluttershy loved the thought of hearing that full accent from Rarity.

“Sorry about all that,” Rarity said as they walked into the house area of the shop, “My mom absolutely adores you, as you can tell.”

“Your parents are really nice,” Fluttershy said, “The atmosphere is really relaxed here. Do they know about…”

“Erm… yes actually,” Rarity said nervously, “I… sort of let it slip by accident. Don't worry though. They're one hundred percent for it.”

That didn't surprise Fluttershy. This was a place where everyone was allowed to be the kind of person they wanted to be. In fact, Fluttershy was almost certain that her folks wouldn't make a huge fuss about them engaging in the whole BDSM thing.

Fluttershy wished her parents were that supportive.

As they walked up the stairs, Fluttershy's eyes went to Rarity's hips. They were hypnotic, the way they swayed back and forth with each step. She had the perfect body in Fluttershy's eyes. Wide hips, plump rear, and large breasts that weren't oversized like her own, which was one of the reasons Fluttershy hated wearing a bra. She had to fight the urge to either grab Rarity's ass or her tits, groping them as she moaned helplessly.

If Rarity and I do this BDSM thing, and I become her dominant…

Could I… actually do that whenever I want…?

Okay, now Fluttershy had to think about this whole thing a little differently. Even if she wasn't too confident in herself, the idea that she'd be able to do that was just too appealing to the awkward teen. It had always been a guilty pleasure of hers, picturing Rarity in compromising situations. Agreeing to this would mean that as long as she respected Rarity's boundaries…

She could act those fantasies out.

They arrived in Rarity's room, where Rarity promptly closed the door. Rarity's room was so different that Fluttershy's. While her room was more of a typical girl's room, Rarity's was one fit for a princess. Even her bed was one of those fancy beds with a large silk curtain surrounding it. Fluttershy walked over to the bed and began looking at one of the poles suspending the curtain. They looked sturdy, which was giving Fluttershy odd ideas.

“Now that we're alone,” Rarity said, her voice startling Fluttershy, “Are you ready to talk about what I mentioned earlier?”

Fluttershy nodded, and Rarity walked over to the bed, taking Fluttershy's hand and guiding her as the two of them sat on her mattress.

“So, have you had time to think about it?” Rarity asked Fluttershy, who looked down blushing.

“I… I have…” Fluttershy said, “I mean… not a l-lot of time, but… t-thinking about it now… it d-doesn't… I-I-I mean… I…”

“If you're not comfortable with it, we don't have to,” Rarity said squeezing Fluttershy's hands, “This isn't a deal breaker or anything.”

“N-no, that's not-” Fluttershy cut herself off, taking a deep breath and planning her words carefully, “I… do want to do this…”

Rarity's eyes, much to Fluttershy's surprise, actually lit up, “Really? You mean it?”

Fluttershy nodded, “For one thing, this is something that you clearly want, and well… I suppose I… um…”

“Does the idea of having me completely at your mercy excite you?” Rarity asked with a coy smile, making poor Fluttershy blush immensely.

“Um… I mean… it's not like I… uh… well… maybe I…” she squinted her eyes shut and squealed nervously. She didn't want to admit it, but yeah, that did excite her. It excited her more than it really needed to, she was sure. These sort of thoughts were wrong, and she was terrified of the implications of them.

“Darling, it's fine,” Rarity said, sighing when she noticed tears falling from Fluttershy's eyes, “Fluttershy, please look at me.”

“I'm sorry…!” Fluttershy sobbed, “I'm a horrible person for thinking like that…!”

“Like what? For imagining me being under your control? That doesn't make you a bad person.”

“But you're not a slave! You're a strong, smart, and beautiful girl with your own thoughts and feelings, and the way I was thinking about you was just-”

“Fluttershy, look at me. Please?” Rarity requested, and Fluttershy slowly looked up and met Rarity's loving gaze, “It's perfectly fine, darling. I assure you, I don't find it disturbing in the slightest that you feel that way about me. Remember, I approached you about it, so as crazy as this sounds, I want to be handled like that.”

“But… why?” Fluttershy asked, “I don't want to upset you with this, but… why would someone who's so independent and outgoing want to be treated like… well…”

“Like a slave?” Rarity asked with a sigh, “To be honest, I don't know. Why does anyone have the fetishes that they have? When you really think about it, fetishes are weird, you know? When I look back on it though, I've always liked the idea. When I was really little, I would imagine being a princess locked up in a castle or something. Oh, I remember being eight and wrapping my wrists together with my sheets pretending to be bound and helpless.”

“So… this isn't new?” Fluttershy asked.

“Not in the slightest,” Rarity said, “Actually, I've had these fantasies for a long time. I can't explain it, but I do want to be treated like that. I want someone who's going to strip me of all control, make me feel owned, and well… you're someone that I trust enough to do it. No matter how far you end up going, I know you won't hurt me.”

“You really trust me that much?” Fluttershy asked.

“I do,” Rarity admitted, “Not because of how timid you are, but because of how close we are. Even now, while we are dating, you're still my very best friend, Fluttershy. I know I can trust you to take care of me. Also, I want to know what your desires and fantasies are. This isn't just for me, darling, it's for you as well. So please, don't be afraid of how you feel for me. I already know you're sort of possessive of me, so…”

Fluttershy bit her lip thinking about what Rarity was saying. She trusted her. Should she take that as a sign? Was this how they were supposed to be?

“Um… when you say… you'd be completely at my mercy…” Fluttershy started, “What does that mean exactly? How far are you willing to go…?”

“Well, that's what we need to talk about,” Rarity said, “We need to know what our limits are before we do this, so we know what's too far and what isn't. We also need to establish a safe word of some sort.”

“A… safe word?” Fluttershy asked.

“It's something for either one of us to say if we're hitting our limit,” Rarity stated, “Something that's so out of left field that it immediately takes us out of the moment. Most first timers just use the colors green, yellow, and red to signify limits. Green means 'everything is fine', yellow means 'slow down' or 'adjust it', and red means 'too much, please stop'.”

“For now… can we just use that?” Fluttershy asked, “Since I'm still so new to this,” she gasped in shock, “Oh my, I just realized how selfish I'm being! You're the one who's going to have a hard time with this!”

Rarity laughed, “No Fluttershy, you're not being selfish. The safe word is for both of us, darling. If you suddenly feel uncomfortable with what's happening, just say 'red' and we'll stop and talk about what's bothering you. That's even if I'm wearing the collar, alright?” Fluttershy nodded wordlessly, so Rarity continued, “Good, now then, let's discuss limits first. Is there anything you're completely against?”

“Shouldn't I ask you that?” Fluttershy asked, “I'm going to be the one in control after all.”

“Hrm, I suppose so,” Rarity said thoughtfully, “Alright then, I suppose I'll go first. To be… absolutely honest, I don't really have much I'm not willing to explore… wait, nothing with knives.”

“People actually use knives in this…?” Fluttershy asked, “Oh my…”

“Believe me, that's not the freakiest thing. Let's just say some people take things to an… odd level,” Rarity stated.

“Let's just agree not to do anything absolutely insane then,” Fluttershy said, “Um… what am I allowed to do then?”

“What are you allowed…” Rarity said to herself, “Well, as long as we don't do anything regarding knives, or anything absolutely disgusting, I'm perfectly fine. Bondage, spanking, caging, exhibitionism…”

“I'm sorry, what's that last one?” Fluttershy asked, “I'm sorry I ask so many questions…”

“No, that's fine darling,” Rarity said, “Exhibitionism is basically doing things outside or in places where we could get caught. So like, forcing me to do something immensely humiliating on school grounds, like… I don't know, making me pleasure myself under the bleachers in the gym. Something like that.”

“You… would be okay with that…?” Fluttershy asked, her eyes going wide.

“That's one example, but yes. Remember when I said I don't mind you making me walk with a leash? I'm confident enough in my self image where that won't ruin me, so please. If you want to force me to do something to that effect, feel free. If I'm unsure, I'll just say yellow. Other than that, anything goes for me.”

That gave Fluttershy so many ideas, she wasn't going to lie. The idea of Rarity blushing in embarrassment that she caused was too much.

“Lets see, what else… I'm perfectly fine with degrading talk,” Rarity stated.

“So… like what?” Fluttershy asked, feeling really embarrassed by the amount of questions she kept asking.

“Like calling me a slut,” Rarity said, noting how wide Fluttershy's eyes went, “It's not like you'd really be calling me a slut. It's just, well, acknowledging the scene. It's somewhat of a fantasy, you know? Sort of like if I start crying 'no' or begging you to stop.”

“You don't actually want me to stop, it's just you fulfilling my fantasy…” Fluttershy said.

“Yes, yes! You're getting it!” Rarity said, “This is all a fantasy that we're making come true. One where I'm your prisoner, slave, or whatever you want me to be. I mean, how much fun would it be if I was one hundred percent okay with everything?”

“Do you want my honest opinion?” Fluttershy asked, “That would sort of defeat the purpose of the fantasy.”

“Exactly, and it's the same thing for me. I don't want you to treat me like a fragile doll. If you want to be rough, demanding, controlling, please do it. Once this starts, I'm all yours. Which brings me to your side of things. What are your conditions?”

“As in, what do I want from you?” Fluttershy asked, Rarity nodding, “Um… well… I…”

“Hm… maybe this will make it easier for you,” Rarity said, getting up and walking to her dresser, where she placed her purse. She pulled out the white choker, and then walked back over to Fluttershy handing it to her, “If you want, you can put it on me now. Maybe telling me the rules then would make you feel more comfortable.”

Fluttershy looked at the collar in her hand intently, her heart racing. She didn't even think holding a wedding ring would have excited her this much.

“Once I put this on you… y-you have to listen to me, right?” Fluttershy asked quietly, “No matter what it is, you're bound to me.”

“That's right,” Rarity said softly, “Once I'm wearing this, I have no choice but to listen to you. You're also allowed to discipline me if I upset you in any way, such as not following an order fast enough, not going as far as you desire, if you feel like I'm not being a good girl, you're free to punish me however you see fit.”

It was too easy. All she had to do was put this around her neck, and her sick fantasy would be a reality. She'd literally own Rarity. Fluttershy looked into Rarity's eyes again, comforted by her warm and loving gaze.

She accepts me.

Fluttershy moved to sit behind Rarity and slowly moved to put the choker to her neck, letting the large silver ring in the middle rest front and center. Rarity closed her eyes as Fluttershy wrapped the choker around her neck, fastening it snugly. Rarity took a deep, shuddering breath, and Fluttershy rubbed her new sub’s arms. It was a comforting gesture, but the air Rarity was now giving off sent Fluttershy to an odd place in her head. She remembered this place. When she first confessed her feelings to Rarity, she let her more passionate self go and held her tightly by the wrists.

It was the same as that time, but more official. Now Rarity truly was hers.

Fluttershy's hands went down to Rarity's wrists, and just like that day she held them up tightly. This time though, she didn't turn Rarity around to face her. Instead, she brought her lips close to Rarity's ear, taking in how much Rarity tensed up, almost in fear.

“First of all, you have no power anymore,” Fluttershy stated, feeling more strength coming from her voice, “This means you can't fight me, push me away, or resist me in any way, do you understand?” Rarity nodded wordlessly, but for some reason that didn't feel like enough to Fluttershy, so she tightened her grip on Rarity's wrists, digging her nails in a bit, “I want words, bitch. Yes, or no.”

Whoa… did I just call Rarity… a bitch…?

Where did that come from…?

“Yes! Yes! I understand!” Rarity said quickly and nervously.

“Whenever you're wearing this collar, you're to answer my questions verbally, and you're to always call me “Mistress”. If I ask you to do something, you're to do it quickly without protest. If at any point I'm not happy with how you're following my orders, I'm going to punish you. It's going to be painful, and you're not going to enjoy it, understand?”

“Yes Mistress,” Rarity said, the strength in her voice faltering. Was it real, or was she pretending? Either way, it was bringing something out of Fluttershy. She hadn't felt so powerful in her life. Feeling a little bolder, Fluttershy let go of Rarity's left wrist and grabbed her left breast tightly through her shirt. Rarity breathed in suddenly from the contact, but she gave no other protest.

“See this? This, along with every other part of your body belongs to me,” Fluttershy continued, getting more and more into it as time went on, “If you're wearing the collar, I'm allowed to grab you whenever, wherever, and however I want. Understand?” when Rarity didn't answer her right away, Fluttershy let go of her breast and pulled her hair back a bit, “I asked you a question. Do. You. Understand?

“Yes! Yes!” Rarity cried, “I'm sorry Mistress!”

“I'll forgive it this time since you're new,” Fluttershy stated, “But next time I'm spanking you.” Fluttershy looked around Rarity's room seeing a purple scarf hanging on her door. Fluttershy smirked as an interesting idea came to her, “Don't move.”

Fluttershy released Rarity and walked over to the scarf. She turned back around to Rarity and saw her lying helplessly on her bed, eyes closed as she continued to breath heavily. Fluttershy picked out the scarf and then walked back to Rarity, grabbing her wrists and pulling her to the back left pole on her bed. Fluttershy then tied Rarity's wrists to the pole, lose enough to not cut off her circulation but tight enough where she wouldn't be able to pull herself free.

“Here's another rule I just came up with,” Fluttershy said, caressing Rarity's waist, “Unless specified otherwise, you're going to be bound to this pole in some fashion. This is valid every time we're in this room together, and you're wearing the collar.”

Rarity started trembling, and she pulled at the bindings a bit, but she nodded quickly, “Yes Mistress!”

Fluttershy ran her hands across Rarity's body as the latter continued to tremble and breathe heavily, as if she were afraid. Fluttershy hadn't ever seen Rarity like this before, but she loved it. Real life was better than the fantasy.

“P-please Mistress…!” Rarity begged, “I don't think… I can-”

-SMACK-

Rarity cried out in shock as Fluttershy slapped her backside hard.

“What did I say earlier?” Fluttershy asked, “Please remind me, who's in control here?”

“Y-y-you are…” Rarity stammered.

“Exactly,” Fluttershy said running her hand on Rarity's left cheek where she spanked her, “That means, if I want to take my time… that's what I'll do.”

“I'm… sorry…” Rarity said, grabbing the pole as best as she could to support herself as tears began to fall from her eyes, “I'll do better, Mistress. I promise.”

Fluttershy was worried when she saw Rarity cry a bit, and worried that she had gone too far. Still, she hadn't said “yellow” or “red”, so according to the rules they said before…

Trust her.

She's strong. She can handle this.

Fluttershy picked up where she left off, now caressing Rarity's hips and rear. She lifted her skirt, revealing black and red lace panties hugging Rarity's plump rear tightly.

“It's even nicer than I thought,” Fluttershy said, rubbing Rarity's ass with both hands, “But I think I want to remove these. Not like you need them right now.”

Fluttershy slowly reached for Rarity's panties and brought them down. Rarity closed her eyes, using her still bound wrists to hold the pole tightly as her most private area became exposed. Her breathing became erratic, and Fluttershy noticed a slight moisture dripping from her pussy.

“Oh my God, you're actually getting aroused from this, aren't you?” Fluttershy asked her new slave, this time grabbing her breast from under her shirt, feeling her nipple shooting out her lacy bra. Fluttershy set her tit free from her bra and lightly rubbed her nipple with her finger and thumb, getting a moan from Rarity, “All I have to do is touch you like this and you're already on the edge. Good to know. That way I can easily keep you on the edge.”

“K-k-k-keep me… on the edge…?” Rarity stuttered.

“That's right,” Fluttershy said, “You're mine now, Rarity, and I plan on taking full advantage of that.”

Before they could go any further, there was a knock on the door.

“Girls, dinner's ready!” Rarity's mother called out from outside. Normally Fluttershy would have snapped out of it right there, but whether it was adrenalin or she just felt that natural right now, but instead she leaned in close to Rarity's ear.

“Answer her,” Fluttershy commanded. Rarity nodded quickly.

“We'll be right down, Mother,” Rarity called out. Once they heard her mother walk away, Fluttershy began untying Rarity's wrists.

“Not bad for a trial,” Fluttershy said, “For now, I'll set you free, but I'm keeping this collar for use later.”

“Thank you Mistress,” Rarity said. Fluttershy removed the collar, and Rarity took a deep breath before turning to Fluttershy with a knowing smile, “And you thought you couldn't do it.”

“Oh Rarity, I hope I didn't go too far,” Fluttershy said looking away, feeling her usual self creeping back, “I mean, I even called you the b-word. I don't know where any of that-” Rarity embraced her tightly cutting her off.

“Shh… it's alright darling. Actually, that helped me get into it more. You're almost a natural at this.”

“So… I did good?” Fluttershy asked looking up at Rarity.

“You were wonderful, Fluttershy,” Rarity said caressing her lover's face. The two teens kissed tenderly before Rarity stood up, “Come along, darling. I'm absolutely famished.”

Fluttershy nodded and walked after her lover, the whole time thinking about the moment she and Rarity just shared. If that was just a test run, Fluttershy couldn't wait to explore this more thoroughly.