Last One for the Road

“Sweet talker as well as good looking.” Slingshot blushed a little as he drove along the thankfully empty roads. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed Silver was just watching him drive, almost as if he were sizing him up. The pink stallion had a hunch he was waiting till they got to his place, which as it turned out wasn’t to be that long a wait as presently he pulled onto Bridle Way and parked outside Silver Chord’s house. “Here we are.”

“Thank you, for the ride, Slingshot.” Silver Chord patted the pink stallion’s upper thigh before getting out of the white Corvette. When his date whistled in appreciation of his house he smiled. “I like to keep a place that I can keep if I go through a career change.” He smiled as he led the way up to the stylishly modern two story house and opened the door.

Slingshot was at once taken aback with the décor. White walls, glass shelves and glass coffee table, faux leather couches and seating pads and oh sweet Celestia underfloor heating! “Oooh, very modern.”

“Gotta stay with the times in this ever changing world we live in.” Silver Chord snickered as he led the way into the living room proper.

“It’s funny,” Slingshot giggled hard behind his sock clad hoof. “I said that same thing to Windcharger earlier.”

The white pegasus raised an eyebrow up into his messy silver mane as he sat on the largest couch and patted the seat next to him. “Windcharger?”

Hesitantly, Slingshot took the seat – though there was a clear foot of space between them – and looked at the look he was being given. “She’s a driver I signed with at Trixie's Place, handsome. My new partner.” All of a sudden now he was here with his date, his first date with a stallion, he was so unsure of himself.

“Ah, yes,” Silver smiled, scooting a little bit closer to the obviously nervous stallion. “I can't say I follow the racing circuit. Too many bands to keep track of.”

“And, that's fine…” Slingshot tensed a little when he noticed his date scoot closer. Immediately he felt foalish, after all this was why he was here, right? “Means I can leave business at the track.” Saying that, he gathered all of his nerve and leant in close to Silver and gave him a kiss on his lips.

‘Oh, hello!’ Silver Chord received the kiss, but conspicuously he didn't return it nor did he back away from it. He waited until the pink earth pony stallion had parted. “Oh, does somepony want to take charge?” He asked with a supremely confident smile.

“N-No...not at all!” Slingshot blushed, his pink cheeks turning bright red. “I just thought we should and um, I wanted to ah...kiss a stallion…” his voice went quitter and quieter until he was silent and looking down at the carpet.

Gently, tenderly, Silver Chord reached with his right foreleg and lifted Slingshot’s head up with his hoof, his head tilted slightly when their eyes met. “Am I your first?”

Slingshot nodded meekly. “It's a…bit of a story.” He chuckled a nervous chuckle. ‘A bit of a story’ rather glossed over the time at Dusk’s suite in the palace when Darkstar, the mare he thought he loved had loved, he thought he had wanted, had done that pole dance. Up until then he hadn’t thought about stallions. Until Darkstar had done that dance, along with that spell. That Desire spell. Everypony there had seen something different. He had seen Darkstar, but as a stallion, and he had been so very aroused.

Silver Chord however quieted these thoughts and moved forward with a full on kiss, include sliding his tongue dominantly into the pink stallion’s mouth. “Mmmm!” Somewhat taken aback by the suddenness of the kiss, he didn't pull away, instead he stroked the invading tongue with his own.

After a few moments of intense tongue-wrestling, Silver Chord broke the kiss, leaving a little strand of saliva between them. “You're dressed so sexy I thought you were in the scene. So, you practice kissing your sister?” He asked with a devilish smile, “You are rather good at it.”

“I am...I mean um, I like stallions!” Slingshot blushed again, mildly stunned from the intensity of his first proper kiss with another stallion. “Um, well maybe once or twice.”

Silver Chord barked out a laugh. “You are so cute!” The white pegasus affectionately kissed his date’s nose. “Well, how far do you want to take this today?”

“Um…” Slingshot cutely scrunched up his nose. “All the way.”

“I don't think I've ever had a virgin.” Silver thought out loud, tapping his chin in apparent thought, which made Slingshot blush ever harder. “You said in the car here something about ropes. Have you ever done that before?”

Under Silver’s scrutiny Slingshot found he couldn’t blush any more intensely than he was already doing, lest he combust. “I ah, I've watched, a few times…” then for some reason he started babbling. “My old partner and her marefriend were into it and I've watched at Trixie's Place when I've been brave enough after I finally got up the nerve to the Stallion's Floor and...”

Silver Chord gave Slingshot another kiss on the nose, effectively silencing the babbling stallion. “Before you backed out.” He finished the sentence for him, knowing where this was going. “So, sexy, what pushed you to go all the way today?”

Silenced by the kiss, Slingshot just looked at the white pegasus for a few moments while he gathered his thoughts. “Well ah, I finally realised I wasn't going to get anywhere sat on my own hiding in the corner.”

“Well, I think this is my lucky day.” Silver had his hoof rather high on the pink stallion’s thigh. “I might have to compose a song about this.”

“It’s only taken me eight months to get this far.”

Silver Chord leaned in close and whispered in his ear. “I promise to not leave you pregnant.”

Slingshot giggled and, turning his head, stole a little kiss, his sheath twitching in his panties. “I believe you.”

‘Oh I want you so much!’ Silver thought to himself, but he managed to control that thought. “Would you like a drink first?”

Slingshot nodded. “I'd love one, please.”

Since he didn’t have a liquor cabinet or a wine cellar, the pegasus instead got up from the faux leather couch and led his date through to the kitchen that was as modern as the rest of the house, all polished white marble and stainless steel. “I’ve got beer, whisky, lemon and lime soda. Oh and water too, of course.”

“Light beer I think, please.” Slingshot rubbed his left foreleg with his right. “I don't want to pass out on your couch.”

As he didn’t have any light beers Silver Chord instead got him a regular bottle of his favourite brand, Abbott’s Ale, from the fridge and passed it to him. “If you're sleeping on the couch it is too late,” he said with a wry grin as he pulled out a bottle for himself.

“I’d prefer your bed,” Slingshot accepted the offered beer with a smile, “or ah...anything else you had in mind.”

“My bed is for sleeping.” Silver Chord took a deep swig from his bottle, his attitude shifting a little now that the conversation had shifted to the bedroom, “but my spare bedroom is for playing.”

Slingshot seated himself in the sparkling clean kitchen and swigged his beer. “Your spare room sounds fun.”

“Can be a lot of fun,” Silver Chord nodded, “but it is a point of view. So, other than watching, what do you know about the BDSM scene?”

Slingshot took another drink of his beer and thought about that. “I know it's nothing like that Luna-awful movie they bought out based on those three horse-apple books.”

“Some idiots have fallen for that hook, line, and sinker.” Silver Chord snickered. “What is it like then?” He asked curiously, wondering just how much his date knew, and just how far he wanted to play.

“Well ah...I'll admit I don't know a great deal, but what I watched involved a lot of love and trust, on both sides...and um...” he stopped and thought for a moment. “I know it's ah, not just physical stuff, there's other stuff you can do.” He had to admit, he rather liked the idea of being spoken to and treated like a complete slut…being called a bitch and slapped…the very thought made his sheath twitch again.

“You are right about trust.” Silver said, his calm definite tone bringing the pink stallion back from his little daydream. “The one that gives up control is the one in control. It will be uncomfortable and may involve pain. Real pain.”

Slingshot actually smiled a comfortable smile at that. “Pain is just pain. I've been in enough car wrecks to know pain.”

“Slingshot, you have no idea.” Silver drained his bottle and placed it on the gleaming marble worktop. “Between the two of us, who is in control?”

“Hmm, I guess not.” Slingshot went quiet as he had a think. It certainly seemed like right now in his house, Silver was the one in charge, but he knew from what he’d watched that he had his control too. He really wanted Silver to have that. “I'd like to give up the control I have, to you.”

“Okay, and that makes who in control?” Silver Chord asked with a smile. “Didn't think there would be a quiz, did you?”

“Me.” Slingshot answered, more assuredly now. “I'm in control because I'm choosing to surrender it to you.”

Approvingly, Silver Chord nodded. “How do you take control back?”

“By using the safe word, that's right, right?”

“So you been reading up on this in your spare time?” Silver laughed, “That's right, what is your safe word?”

Slingshot looked down at the tiled floor. “I've ah, had more spare time than usual lately, so yeah, yes I have.” He thought for a moment before looking up. “Satin. I'll use that.”

“Just to ask, is that a word you use in common conversation?”

“Only when I go to Sassy and buy some new lingerie.”

“Hmm…” Silver thought carefully, circling the top of his empty beer bottle with the toe of his hoof. “Since this is your first go, I'd like to do things a bit different. A lot safer.” He paused before explaining what he meant. “If you use Satin, then it is game over. We end the session. If you want to keep playing, but you are in a spot you need real help just say yellow, and I'll stop and we'll talk and fix the problem. I will ask you 'check in' time to time, and you can answer with green or yellow. Green is for me to keep going, yellow is for us to talk and fix it.”

“Like traffic lights?” Slingshot smiled and nodded. He’d seen that system used at Trixie’s Place before. “I understand, Silver.”

Silver Chord nodded. “I highly recommend you use the bathroom before we start. Out the kitchen and to the right, first door on the right. I will be very displeased if you crap or piss on my spare bed.”

Draining what was left of the beer in his bottle, Slingshot got up from the pad he had been sat on. “I wouldn't dream of it, but thank you.” With a bit of a nervous sway to his hips he gave Silver a view of his black and white chequered flag cutie mark and turned to the right to the bathroom.

Crystal blue eyes firmly locked on the retreating pink flank, Silver Chord watched Slingshot walk out, paying very close attention on those white satin panties stretched tantalisingly tight over his balls, sheath and his virgin plot. It was only by an act of pure willpower his wings didn’t shoot out.

After a short – and much needed, after all the beer he had imbibed – toilet break, Slingshot returned with a sheepish look on his pink face. “I'm ready, Silver.”

With but a glance, the dominant pegasus noted his potential sub still has panties and socks on. “Then, we’ll have a short tour and we will get started.”

In the doorway from the kitchen, Slingshot saw where Silver was looking. “I um, I just wanted to look pretty.”

“You look very pretty indeed, which is why I responded to you at the bar.” Silver Chord smiled as he fluttered his white wings and stood on his hooves. “The kitchen and bathroom you know. My study is just past that on the right. On the left is my recording studio. Main room for lounging, watching the tele, and eating pizza. Now, up the stairs.” It was said in such a way, a demand, rather than a request.

“Yes, upstairs.” Slingshot rather liked that authoritative tone in Silver’s voice. “Let's go upstairs.” He barely managed to keep his breathing even, but his cheeks were flushed with excited anticipation.

Silver Chord got to the upstairs hallway first. “First room is the spare bedroom, we'll check that out in a bit. Next is the bathroom, then my master bedroom, we'll check that out some time later. Last is my gaming room. Do you do DDR?”

Slingshot was about to ask what DDR was, when he remembered Darkstar had insisted that Dusk get one for their parties at his suite. While he had taken part in the game, he had never been very good at it. “Oh yes, I play that.”

“Well, I must admit I'm rather good at it.” Silver Chord walked past the pink earth pony stallion, making sure to caress his flank and his barrel with his wing as he did so. “Care to challenge me?”

“S-Sure…” the touch of the feathers felt like little electric shocks all down his side. He’d never been touched like that before, ever. “I'll ah, I’ll give you a game.”

“Very good.” Silver Chord walked first into the game room, which was as modern as the rest of the house, it held a couple of pinball machines, guitar hero for two, a pool table, and the Dance Dance Revolution game set up for up to four players.

Slingshot gave a loving stroke of the pool table and looked at it longingly before going over to the DDR machine with his rather dominant date. His sexy handsome dominant date. As it turned out, over the space of three games, Silver Chord was really very good at the game as, he took the time to explain while he was busy destroying his competition, it was his exercise routine.

Slingshot on the other hoof, was displaying what the earth pony stallion already knew, that he was a hopeless dancer with four left hooves. Still, he gave it his best shot, but after three games and three wins on ‘intermediate’ level, Silver Chord took mercy on the sweating, panting stallion and turned the machine off. “Thank you for humouring me.” Unlike Slingshot he wasn’t at all out of breath. “Judging by the flight path of your panties, I'd say pool is more your game.”

Panting out of breath, the pink stallion supported himself on the safety rail. More than a little sweaty. “N-No...no problem...Silver.”

Checking between his legs, the white pegasus was rather enjoying how the sweat had made the panties that Slingshot was wearing a bit translucent. For his part, Slingshot was unaware just how translucent he now was, his balls and the tight muscular ring of his untouched plothole clearly appearing beneath the satin gusset of the panties. “You could always turn the difficulty up, if you were being mean.”

Silver Chord just winked at him. “This isn't the right location for mean. Let's explore my spare bedroom. You remember where? Please lead the way.”

Slingshot leant in and kissed Silver’s nose. “Of course I do, Silver.” Oh how he wanted so very much to be made to call him ‘Sir’ or ‘Master’…his sweaty sheath twitched in his panties at the thought of what he would do if he got it wrong. ‘Perhaps he’ll use these panties as a gag!’ He thought hopefully as he led the way back down the hallway to the first bedroom, swaying his hips as he walked.

Breathing in the sharp musky scent of the pink earth pony’s sweat as he walked, Silver Chord smiled. ‘Hmm, very translucent indeed…’ he snickered as he followed, his muzzle inches away from those balls he had admired since the club. “My play room for pony games,” the aroused white stallion commented as Slingshot stepped inside and looked at the large four poster bed. “You are so cute when you’re wet.”

Silver Chord hung back from the pink earth pony as he watched him look around his plainly decorated play room with its lacquered hardwood floor and simple white painted walls and centre his attention on the bed. “Like what you see so far?” He asked and, without waiting for a reply, said, “Open the closet and you'll find a foal's toy chest and a canvas bag.”

Nodding, unsure of what to expect, Slingshot walked over to the closet – the only other piece of furniture in the room - and upon opening it inspected both the chest and the bag. In the foal’s chest was a wide variety of sex toys including: hoof cuffs, tubes of different flavoured lube, butt plugs of varying sizes, sheath locks and vibrating eggs. The canvas bag held a variety of restraints such as: different coloured ropes, blindfolds, ball gags, ring gags and hoods. “Wow...this butt plug is huge!” He reached into the chest and held it up with a smile. “I recognise the paddle and crop,” he commented, indicating the floggers, crops, paddles and the tawse hanging from the walls. “I watched a show at Trixie's with those.”

Silver Chord walked confidently into the play room behind his date. “There is a big difference between watching and participating.”

“Yes there is.” Slingshot smiled, his cheeks though were very flushed. “I'm looking forward to it, participating, I mean.”

Quietly, the white pegasus stallion moved up right behind Slingshot as he was distracted by the wondrous contents of his closet and, lifting up a forehoof, proceeded to run it along the translucent white satin panties going from base of his sheath up over his heavy balls and coming to rest under his white tail. “Oooh!” Slingshot let out an involuntary little yelp at the touch of the dominant stallion’s hoof, his sheath reacting with a noticeable twitch. “D-Do that again...”

Leaning forward over Slingshot’s back, Silver Chord nipped his right ear just hard enough to elicit a gasp of pain. “What, you want to be in charge again?” He breathed into the ear he just bit.

“Mmm!” Without thinking he parted his hind legs. “N-No...I mean please, Silver, please do that again!”

Smirking behind the earth pony’s back, Silver Chord affected a fake yawn which he covered with his white hoof. “Oh, I'll think about it.”

Slingshot let out a very desperate, very needy whine. “Please! It felt really good!”

Silver Chord barked out a laugh. “It was meant to. I'm going to hazard a guess that you're ready to begin?”

“I’m ready!” In a tiny show of frustration, Slingshot flicked his hind hoof at the hardwood floor. “Silver, I'm ready.”

“We have already talked about safety.” Silver’s tone took on a harder, more commanding tone. A tone that said he would stand for no nonsense. “You will address me as Sir.” He moved to stand in front of his submissive partner and continued to lay out the rules. “You will speak only when I ask a question, do a check in, or if you want to use your safe word. Do you understand?”

Nodding, with a bite of his lip, the pink stallion answered, “Y-Yes Sir.”

Satisfied for the moment, Silver Chord decided a test was in order. “Lift your tail and do a slow spin.”

Slingshot’s cheeks flushed even harder when Silver held a hoof along his side and nudged him to start the spin. ‘Oh my…I’m actually doing this! He’s ordering me and I’m doing it, because I want to!’ As he started to spin, he hiked up his short white tail to show off his crotch, all the time his Dom’s hoof was there on his ass and then his chest until the spin was completed.

‘He is gorgeous!’ Silver thought as he stopped spinning when he faced him again. “You have soft fur as pretty as you.”

“Thank you…”

‘They all fall for that,’ Smirking at the newbie’s trap, Silver Chord lightly landed a back hoofed slap across Slingshot’s jaw. “Did I ask you a question?”

‘Ugh! Stupid!’ Slingshot cursed himself. While the slap wasn’t hard enough to physically hurt, it hurt that he had messed up so soon. “N-No Sir…”

Silver Chord caught his new sub looking down at the floor and used his forehoof to gently lift his chin back up. “Learn my pretty, and learn fast.” The dominant pegasus then walked around him, snuffling him all over with his nose pressed to his pink fur and giving him an occasional nibble on his ball sack under the panties.

“Mmm...MMM!” Slingshot stifled a loud whimper as the panties he was wearing grew very tight under his partner’s ministrations.

Silver noticed at once when his stallion’s sheath swelled. “Are your panties a little tight?” He asked slyly.

“Hmm…Y-Yes Sir!”

Smirking, Silver Chord used his teeth to open the tail fastener of the panties and he slowly slid them down just enough to inspect the cleanliness of Slingshot’s tail-hole. ‘Oh Luna he's inspecting me!’ The thought ran through the earth pony’s head when he felt the muzzle pressed against the ring of his anus. Nervously, he again flicked his hind leg, thankful he'd cleaned himself prior to going to the club.

Using his forehoof now, he pushed down Slingshot’s panties and slide it tantalisingly slowly over the tightening balls and along the twitching swelling sheath to where his mottled dark pink shaft was poking out. “Aaaah!” Slingshot couldn’t help but sigh at the heavenly touch as he started to emerge, a thought ran over and over through his head. ‘A stallion's touching me! Oh wow!’

“Tsk, tsk, tsk…” was all the comment Silver Chord made as he pulled the panties down all all the way, lifting up each hind leg to remove them completely.

‘Oh no...Sir said don't speak!’ That realisation came a fraction of a second too late however when he felt his hind legs being lifted and the panties slid off. He opened his mouth to say sorry but quickly closes it again.

Leaving the soaking wet panties where they lay on the floor, Silver Chord then slowly pulled down the socks that his sub wore on his hind legs and, taking the panties and socks with him, he moved around to his front and gave him a light kiss. “Such a chatty pretty you are. Open your mouth.”

When Slingshot returned the kiss and opened his mouth, ostensibly to slide in his tongue, Silver Chord pulled back a step and quickly stuffed the wet, musky panties into his mouth and, before he had chance to react, closed it with a hoof. He then quickly used one of the white satin socks around the pink stallion’s muzzle to keep it shut and completed it with a pretty bow underneath his chin. “Hmm…” Silver made a show of admiring his hoofiwork. “Very pretty. Green is now a nod of your head, yellow is a shake of your head, and if you shout it will be your safe word. Check in.”

‘I can taste me!’ Slingshot swayed on his hooves for a moment and he took a brief moment in which to breath in and taste the thick musky scent of his own crotch, which was now standing semi erect between his hind legs. ‘This is so cool!’ Realising that his Sir was awaiting his response, he nodded his head.

Working quickly, while his new Sub was occupied with tasting his own scent on the pantie gag, Silver Chord used the other white sock and tied it around his neck so that it is a rudimentary collar with its own short leash and he proceeded to parade him around the play room. “High steps please.” He said curtly and Slingshot hastened to obey.

‘He's got a collar on me! Oh jeez I'm collared!’ As he high stepped around the bed in the centre of the room, Slingshot’s thoughts ran away from him, the slight amount of drool leaking from the corners of his mouth and the improvised collar making his member stand very hard and very erect.

Satisfied that his Sub was able to walk how he wanted, Silver Chord then led him wordlessly out of the bedroom and down the stairs to the front door. He opened it with a flick of his hoof to the darkness of the now late evening. “Check in.”

Slingshot was stunned. Whatever he may have been expecting, it certainly wasn’t that so soon. ‘Good Luna! O-Outs-side...we’re going outside!’ He thought, slightly panicked and he paused for just a moment, his pink cheeks a very bright red. It was obvious what his Sir wanted of him. ‘But...I can't let him down...I can do this, I can…’ after a moment Slingshot gathered his nerve and nodded his head. While he was going through this internal struggle, Silver Chord paused and he watched him carefully, reading his body language before he tugged on the improvised leash and led him out of the door and to the left down the street.

‘Where are we going?’ Slingshot wondered to himself as he followed behind the white pegasus. He walked, making sure to keep up the high stepping gait as he allowed himself to be led down the sidewalk, the only illumination the gas street lights spaced at regular intervals.

‘Is it hot? Jeez…is it always this hot at night?’ Slingshot thought, no, the heat he was feeling was probably more to do with the gag he was wearing and the satin collar around his neck. And the huge erection between his legs hitting his belly with every high step. And how much he enjoyed every second.

Slingshot wasn’t paying attention to where they were going, just the sensations he was feeling. At least there was nopony else around to see him like this. Crossing over the street however, that changed in an instant when a straw yellow unicorn mare in her mid-forties was walking towards them. “Mr. Chord,” she said in a typically haughty Canterlot manner as she surveyed the two stallions, “are such public displays really necessary?”

“Well, Ms Wheel,” Silver Chord simply smiled with a polite nod of his head, “they do make things less drab.”

The straw yellow unicorn just sniffed and with her nose planted firmly in the air, she moved on down the street from where they had come. ‘Oooh...’ Slingshot’s blush was almost incandescent. ‘S-She saw...she knows...’

Silver Chord merely snickered and led his charge onwards until they crossed over another street and carried on walking in silence until the pink stallion saw a convenience store around the corner and, to his extreme mortification, Slingshot noticed Silver head straight for the door. Thankfully, he stopped a few feet from the well-lit store and turned to face his Sub. “Check in.”

For a fleeting moment Slingshot was tempted to nod his head and give the ‘green’ signal, when he saw there were ponies in the store! ‘There’s ponies in there! Oh Luna!’ He froze, indecision paralysing him. He wanted to turn and run, but he didn’t want to let Silver down…he didn’t know what to do. This was all too much. Way too much. On the verge of a panic attack and about to scream, instead he shook his head. At once, as soon as the ‘yellow’ signal had been given, Silver Chord gave a curt nod of understanding and at once he turned around and led him back to the house without another word. Breathing considerably easier now that the terrifying store was behind them, Slingshot walked along behind the white pegasus, hoping that his partner wouldn’t be too upset that he’d stopped the game.

On the way back to the house – a short journey of minutes that felt like hours to the submissive pink earth pony – they both failed to catch up with Ms. Wheel as she had continued on her way past Silver Chord's house. Inside, the dominant stallion led Slingshot silently through the living room and up the stairs to the spare bedroom. Only when they were both stood in the playroom did the white pegasus speak. “Did you enjoy your exercise, my pretty?”

Slingshot blushed. Partly because Silver didn’t sound upset in the slightest and that fear had proven silly and false, and partly because he was still gagged. “Eeth Thir!” He answered as best he could with his musky sweaty panties pressing his tongue down onto the floor of his mouth.

‘Oh he’s adorable!’ Silver Chord smirked at the drool that leaked from his Sub’s mouth as he tried to answer him before leading him over to the bed and patting the top. “Up!” He ordered simply.

“Eeth Thir!” Carried away in the moment, Slingshot carelessly answered as he hopped up onto the bed.

Giving an exaggerated shake of his head that shook his mid length messy silver mane, the white pegasus promptly whapped Slingshot across the muzzle with the tail end of the sock tied around his neck. “That was a command, not a question.”

Feeling very silly for not remembering that very first rule, Slingshot gave a cute little whimper and laid down on the bed facing where Silver was watching. Quietly, Silver Chord leant in and carefully used his teeth to remove the white satin socks that were on his forelegs. ‘Oh my...h-here we go...’

“Roll to your back.” Silver Chord ordered once the two white socks were removed. Not wanting to earn another punishment – however light the slaps had been – Slingshot immediately rolled over onto his back with his head facing the foot of the bed. Using his hooves and wings, the white stallion moved him a tiny bit so that he was centred on the bed and he could use the socks he had just removed to tie each forehoof to the corresponding bedpost. As he worked, Slingshot looked at each bedpost as Silver tied the hoof to it. Once he was done, Silver placed a tender kiss on his Sub’s bound muzzle. “Check in.”

Testing his bonds, Slingshot gave a brief little struggle and, finding that he was securely tied to the bed, nodded his head. Given the ‘green’ signal, Silver Chord smiled and began to move his way slowly down his Sub’s chin, gently kissing and nibbling his neck and snuffling his way down to his fluffy pink chest fur. Slingshot squeezed his eyes closed to prevent him from murmuring in pleasure, his cock back at a semi erect state.

When Silver Chord eventually reached Slingshot’s cock, he uses his right forehoof to press it flat against his belly and then smirked as he watched it spring back up when he let go. “MmMmm!” In spite of his efforts, the pink stallion moaned around his gag as he squirmed, his shaft rock hard.

While his right hoof was stroking Slingshot’s hard member, Silver Chord's other hoof was now busy rolling his heavy balls around, pressing on the just slightly. “Mmm!” Slingshot grunted. ‘Oh wow...a stallion's doing this! Oh my! I love this!’ After a few moments of this treatment however, Silver interrupted his thoughts when he began lapping long slow licks of his hot wet tongue up and down his hard throbbing rod while his hoof moved down to his tail hole. Slingshot didn’t even try to stop his whimpers and moans. ‘Ooooh...th-that’s his hoof...right there!’

Smirking at how aroused his new Pet was, Silver Chord decided to move up onto the bed proper and, spinning around, he straddled the bound stallion, going into a sixty nine position but making sure to keep his rear end elevated up as high as he could as he went down to take the stiff cock into his mouth. “MmMmmMMM!” Slingshot let out the longest loudest moan yet when he felt for the first time the hot wet mouth close around his stallionhood. Involuntarily at these new sensations, he bucked his hips a little as Silver expertly lifted his head up before going back down again to his medial ring.

Slingshot was in a whole new universe of sensations. He’d been blown before by mares but nothing ever felt like this. As the wondrous feelings of pleasure washed over him he reacted more or less on automatic, leaning his head upwards in a vain attempt to get his pink muzzle up and into the crotch that was tantalisingly close over his head. However he quickly realised he didn’t have a chance as he was bound to the bedposts.

Moving with a deliberate, torturous slowness, Silver Chord bobbed his head up and down his Sub’s now glistening rod. After a few deep bobs he pulled off of it and ran his tongue down his shaft from the flat head down to his tightened balls and began to suckle on one of them for a moment before starting to gently suck on the shaft again.

“AAaaaaAAN...” Slingshot moaned loudly through his gag as he gave up on trying to reach the ass temptingly above him and he slumped back to the bed. Silver Chord continued to work in this way, alternating between sucking on his cock and suckling on his balls right up until he sensed his Pet was close. Slingshot was a moaning sweaty mess by the time a few drops of pre cum was leaking from the head of his shaft.

The very instant he tasted the pre cum on Slingshot’s head, Silver Chord stood up and hopped up off of the bed, a delicious idea in his head. “Well, that sure has made me thirsty.” Turning his back to his new Sub he went over to the closet and he got out some short ropes then he returned to the bed and proceeded to tie the pink stallion’s hind legs to the other two bed posts. “Be back in a moment.” He gave him a serious look. “Check in.”

‘What...he's leaving now?’ Slingshot thought through his pleasure addled mind and gave a futile struggle. ‘I-Its ok...I'm in control, I can end this...but, I wanted this…he's doing this for me...’ with that thought in his mind he finally nodded his sweat covered head.

Silver Chord simply smiled and nodded when he got the ‘green’ signal and without further comment he walked out of the play room. As he made his way down the stairs, he smirked, knowing full well that when there’s no clock and you’re left waiting, time creeps in a torture all its own. He got himself a beer from the fridge and took the time to check out Canterlot’s music channel on the TV. Sipping the beer he imagined the torment his lover was in, knowing that minutes felt like hours felt like weeks and months.

Up in the play room all alone and frustrated, Slingshot couldn’t believe it when he heard music drifting up from downstairs. He fidgeted on the bed only to discover what he already knew. He was immobile, and by the state of his member, very aroused. ‘Music...hey what?’ He thought as he gave another fruitless struggle before giving up. He just wanted to get a hoof to his erect stallionhood. Stood hard like that it was taunting him. ‘No...stop it 'Shot, he's not ignoring you...that's stupid!’

Downstairs, Silver Chord gave it just long enough for him to chug the beer he had gotten from the fridge. He judged it had been ten minutes before he put away the empty in the recycling bin and he decided it was time to go back upstairs. But, before he did so, he made sure to leave the music on to cover his hoof-steps on the stairs and when he was outside the play room he stole a sneaky peek to see if his Slingshot was still hard.

The dominant white pegasus stallion was very pleased to see Slingshot was laying there where he had left him, still nice and hard. “Now, that is staying power.” He smirked as he trotted back into the play room around the bed and into Slingshot’s field of vision. “One way to avoid punishment anyway.” He moved in onto the bed and licked his Sub from his tail-hole up to his ball sack, grinning when the pink stallion stiffened up and let out a loud moan, drooling profusely around his gag.

Deciding he’d teased him quite enough, Silver Chord fluttered his wings and hovered his way over to the closet and picked out a tube of his favourite cherry lube. Hovering back to the bed he landed on his knees between Slingshot’s bound open legs and he used the toe of his hoof to liberally apply the cold substance to the tight virgin ring of his anus.

The moment the cold cherry lube touched his sphincter Slingshot squeaked an adorable squeak. The squeak alone was enough to make the pegasus hard – if he wasn’t already - Silver Chord reared up so that the pink stallion could see that he was indeed quite hard. Lowering himself, he pressed the flat head of his cock against his tail-hole. “Check in.”

Slingshot trembled and shivered underneath his lover. ‘Oh, this is happening!’ He couldn’t believe it was finally happening. He trembled again, at the same time wanting it to happen and scared of it happening. He knew full well if he shook his head that Silver wouldn’t do it. He knew he was in control. He was in control. Nervously, he nodded his head. After all, they had come this far, right?

When he got the ‘green’ signal Silver Chord blew his stallion a kiss and gently he pushed forward, spreading the pink stallion’s anus open very slowly as he continued to push forward and enter him. “Hmm…nice and tight.” He commented when he paused at his medial ring.

“MMmmmmppppph!” Slingshot drooled even more around his gag, it pooling around his face as he willed his lover to go deeper. He was very surprised. He had been expecting it to hurt, a lot, and the initial insertion did sting but nowhere near as bad as he had expected. Soon, after just five gentle thrusts, it had felt wonderful.

On the sixth thrust, Silver Chord leant in and passionately kissed Slingshot’s lips. Partly because he wanted so much to claim those pretty lips and partly to distract him from the seventh thrust. Bucking his hips harder, he forced himself in past his medial ring.

“MMmmMMMM!” Slingshot’s squeal was muffled by the kiss, and once the ring was inside him he moaned even louder when Silver Chord began to pump in and out of his tail-hole. “Yeeeeees! Oh Celestia buuuuuck me yes!”

Although Slingshot’s words had been slurred and muffled by the gag, there was no guess work needed to know what he had said – or screamed – and with another loving kiss, Silver Chord picked up the speed of his thrusts for his own pleasure as he used the pink stallion’s no longer virgin hole. Full of lust and need, Slingshot moaned as Silver rutted him hard and fast. Silver Chord carried on rutting him hard until, with an erratic thrust, the white pegasus hilted himself deep inside Slingshot’s anal cavity and emptied his balls, filling his bowels with his hot sticky seed. “AAaAH!” Both stallion’s screamed at the same time. ‘He just...in me...so hot!’

After staying inside him for a few moments, Silver’s ejaculate had diminished and, leaving Slingshot with a rounded cum inflated belly, the white pegasus slowly pulled out and reached for a towel to clean himself off. “Does my pretty stallion need his relief now?”

Immediately, Slingshot nodded very vigorously indeed. Smirking, Silver Chord threw the towel on the bed. “You are so pretty begging me like that.” Slingshot just blushed intensely and nodded even harder. He really wanted his relief.

Grinning, but just to hide for now how very proud he was of his lover, Silver Chord straddled Slingshot again but this time instead of keeping himself elevated he sat down on his face, grinding his tail-hole onto his pink muzzle as he leant forward and took his throbbing needy cock deep in his mouth.

Slingshot couldn’t lick, of course due to his gag, but instead he was nuzzle Silver’s anus as he continued to tease him by sucking and lapping until the whimpering pony was close to the edge again and, threatening to once again leave him. Only when Slingshot moaned a begging moan did he go in for the kill to fill up on your seed, not wasting a drop.

As he came, and came very hard, Slingshot screamed the loudest scream so far and even through the gag, and the ass he was forced into nuzzling, it was clearly audible. Silver Chord didn’t pull off of the pink stallion’s cock until he had drank his fill. Once he had, he climbed off of his bound lover.

Smiling full of pride at how well he had performed, Silver untied the ropes around his hind legs and put them away in the closet. Next he untied the white satin socks holding his forelegs. Next he removed the improvised sock collar and last of all he removed the sock that was tied around Slingshot’s pink muzzle. “I'll let you take out those panties yourself.” He said with a snicker. “Session is over. Care to shower with me?”

“Uuuh...” Slingshot didn’t move. Not straight away anyway. He was in a heady post-climax afterglow daze as he slowly removed the musky panties from his mouth. “Oh wow...S-Silver that was...wow, just, wow!”

“Let's get cleaned up.” Snickering, Silver Chord his lover from the play room down the short upstairs hallway to the master bedroom and through to the adjoining master bath. “You know I was going to push you till I found a limit. I assume public humiliation isn't your thing?” He asked as he pointed to the wide bathtub.

“It was just...ooh I dunno, all sudden,” Slingshot smiled with a definite blush. “But no, that's not really my thing.”

“Over time together we'll narrow down your 'thing'.” He snickered, getting together his mane and fur shampoos and conditioners from the shelf. “So, anything you expected and didn't get or got that you weren't expecting?”

As he got into the four stallion wide tub, Slingshot giggled a most un-stallionlike giggle. “I wasn't expecting the break when you went downstairs...Luna I was so ready to pop then and there. I was kinda expecting a collar, but not the way you made it.”

Smiling, Silver Chord got the shower going. “Innovation keeps the play interesting. Isolation is a part of the game and it was only ten minutes.”

“Ten minutes?” Slingshot couldn’t believe that. “It felt like twenty five...wow...really, ten minutes? I didn't know what you'd do if I went limp.”

“Most likely try to beat a little life into you.”

“Heh...I was a little afraid you'd lock it down, not that that was ever gonna be a problem.” The pink earth pony kissed Silver’s lips under the steaming hot water of the shower. “You had me so horny.”

“Lock it down?” Silver chuckled and playfully swatted his lover’s nose with a wingtip. “You've read too many odd books. Then again I guess you spotted the sheath lock in the toy box.”

“I did, notice it I mean.” He murmured happily under the hot water as he felt the dried drool, sweat and semen be washed away from his pink fur and white mane and tail. “I've never worn one of those before.”

Silver got under the hot water and snuggled up very close. “Will there be another time?”

‘Now that I've had a taste of that, how can I say no?’ Slingshot thought to himself. Having been given a hoof-hold into this marvellous world, he wanted more. A lot more. “I ah, I'd really like there to be another time, and a time after that…”

Slingshot trailed to happily contented silence as Silver Chord went to work using his hooves to wash his back, moving in sensuous circles down to his tail. “I do believe I'd like that too. My schedule is rather hectic though, and I’m guessing yours is too.”

“Yeah,” Slingshot almost purred the scrubbing was just that good. “It’s the circuit schedule. In two days I'm breaking in that new partner I mentioned earlier, then in a couple of weeks I'm in Trottingham for a race series.” When Silver got low enough down, he flicked his tail up for him.

Giving his pink backside a good thorough cleaning, Silver Chord followed that up with a passionate kiss. We can trade schedules then. Spending the night?”

“Hmhmm…” Slingshot returned the kiss. “Call me your Pretty again, I kinda liked that.”

Another kiss followed that first one, and Silver wrapped his forelegs around Slingshot’s neck. “Stay the night with me Pretty,” he whispered in his ear, “I'd like some cuddles.”