The First of Many

“Ohh, Miss. Martini, I must say, for me being your first client, that you are simply divine darling. Would you mind going just a bit lower hmm?” Looking down at my first anonymous client, I had to bite my lip. I couldn't believe this was really happening. My whole body was shaking from nerves.

Sprawled out in front of me was my friend Rarity laying completely bare for the world to see. I was just done giving her a very sensual massage and now my hands just hovered right above her very well toned white flank. Pushing back my worries for the time being I grabbed the firm but very soft mounds of flesh.

As I kneaded my fingers into the white mounds, I couldn't help but smile as Rarity let out a very cute moan. To be completely honest I found this somewhat exciting, and I really didn't know which was exciting me more: The fact that I was being paid to pleasure my friend, or the fact she had no idea of who I was.

“My goodness your hands are magic Martini, but I’m afraid there's a whole other side that needs your attention.” I felt my breath catch as Rarity rolled over presenting her full beauty to me. I have to say the girl had quite a figure, every curve seemed to be in perfect alignment with the rest of her body. Giving her that perfect hourglass figure –not to sound corny but she was almost as perfect as a diamond.

I mean, sure I have seen most of my friends partially nude, try fighting all the people we fight without having your clothes torn off.

I just never thought I would get to see one in all her beauty and hoowee! let me tell ya Rarity was an image of beauty. Speaking of beauty even her breasts were perfect, they weren't as big as my own, but their size seem to fit Rarity to a tee. Even her perky pink nipples seemed to fit perfectly with the white of her fur.

Rarity managed to get a catch on to my stares “Not that I don't mind you taking in the view, but I am still waiting for that massage, Miss. Martini.”

I couldn't help but blush, I guess I had been caught. Making sure I turned, I spoke in my manhattan accent “I’m so sorry Madam Rarity, your body is a work of art in itself. You can't blame a girl for taking it all in, can you?”

That one got Rarity to blush as she waved her hand infront of her face “Well not only are your hands magical, but it would seem you got quite the silver tongue on you too. Enough banter dear, I do believe you're paid by the hour?”

I was not one to disappoint, reaching forward I grabbed both breasts into my hands. Her bosom wasn't big enough for my hands as she moaned when I lightly squeezed each bud. Even as one of my best friends laid here moaning under my touch, I couldn't help but think back on how this all started.

Trust me when I say this, I would have sworn up and down that you would never see me in a place like this. Well I would have been dead wrong, while I sat waiting for I guess my new boss. I couldn't help but look at all the portraits around me. If I had to guess they were probably all the workers that had a place here. Heck some of them even had names under their frames.

Some of their names made sense and others were just plain silly. The Iron Hammer, really? Still I couldn't believe I let Berry Punch took me into coming here. I mean yeah the bits were getting a little tight around the farm and I could really use the extra money. Which is what led me into looking for work at Berry’s bar who in return enlighten me about this place.

All my thoughts went out the window as a stunning unicorn walked in. You could tell she wasn't the youngest of mares, but holy cow was she beautiful. Her hair was done in one of those old timey buns, you know like what you would see in those westerns. Her hair was not gray but a very nice silver, with several strips of gold running through it.

What pulled my attention the most was her red velvet corset. That seemed to hold her at least double Ds at perfect height. It was definitely made to show off the mare’s assets. I could instantly tell she was the boss, she just had the aura of authority around her.

She didn't say a word as she circled around me, even though I was fully clothed I felt like covering myself, you could easily tell she was undressing me with her eyes.

“Well, you definitely have a very nice figure, however looks are not the only things a fancy lady needs. I do believe your name is Applejack, am I correct?”
Even her voice held experience with just a hint of lust. You know one of those voices that held so much promise but only if you made it worth her time. Having her eyes bore into me made me struggle to find the words I was looking for and only nodded my head like some nervous little filly.

She only chuckled at my antics, even her laugh sent shivers down my spine and not bad shivers either. “There is no need to be so nervous, Applejack. I treat all my girls like my own children. The name is Stormy Cloud, but my girls call me Stormy or madam.”

I couldn't explain why or how, but her words seemed to calm me down, even as she sat down in front of me I felt kinda safe. “So let me ask, why are you here? Is it bits, pleasure, or just curiosity?”

Once I calmed myself and fought off the lump in my throat, I was able to look at her in the eyes as I spoke “In all honesty Ma'am, Ah’m here just to earn some quick bits. You see mah family has hit a dry spell, and it just so happened my little sis went and broke her arm. So on top of having to be real stingy we have these new hospital bill and they ain't cheap.”

Let me tell y’all something, I hate not being able to provide for my family. I would give anything for my family which is what leads me here. Madam Stormy seemed fine with my answer as she pulled out a stack of papers and a little black box.

“Okay Applejack, it's time we go over a few things. First, and let me make this very clear, we are not a whore house by any means.” Now I’m not one to call people out, but I was raised to believe if you sold your body it made you a prostitute.

I guess Madam Stormy caught on to my look “I see you're confused so let me explain. Here at The Sunday Retreat, we do more than have sex with our clients. We treat them in ways they're to afraid to admit to the outside world. We do things that range from just being their toy to just being there to hold them and make them feel better.” I could easily tell this was not her first time to give this speech, not that I was going to call her out on it.

“I have hosted royalty, griffons, and patrons all the way from other countries.” I will give her credit though, she was very passionate about her business. Trust me when you are a hard worker you can tell when others had poured the heart and soul into their job.

Madam Stormy gave one more look over before smiling “I can't wait to get you started. First we have to go over a few questions. Are you ready, Applejack?”

Once more I felt my nerves return as Madam Stormy looked over my body. It only took me a quick remember of Applebloom's broken arm for my resolve to come back. I knew I was ready for anything she could throw at me.

I had to admit having my friend lean into my touch and listening to her cute moans was definitely a turn on. It didn't bother me one bit as her hand grasped and slightly pulled at my now very black mane. As I took her left nipple in my mouth, rolling it between my teeth, she could barely speak out through her moans.

“I have to say Miss. Martini, you have the most beautiful black hair I have ever seen.”

I had to pull back to meet her heated gaze, I was pretty flustered as well. “Thank you, Madam Rarity, but I don't deserve the praise, not with your beauty to compare to.” Well I was going to attack her other nipple, but I didn't have the chance as Rarity pulled my hair up so she could claim my lips with her own.

I could tell I was having a great affect on the mare, she didn't waste any time in pushing her tongue in my mouth. If I could have smiled I would have, I had never seen her so passionate. I still had a job to do, grabbing both breasts in my palms giving them a good squeeze each.

It got the affect I wanted, Rarity’s back arched as she moaned into my mouth. I didn't let the moment slip as I forced my tongue into her mouth. We fought each other’s tongue for several more minutes, as I made sure to make use of my free hands. I would have continued but Rarity’s hand pushed against me made me sit back to look at my handiwork.

Rarity’s face was flushed and I could tell she was trying to slow her breathing down. “Well you definitely know how to take a lady’s breath away. There is one problem though, I do believe you are still too dressed for the evening. Strip for me darling.”

I knew this was going to happen, but knowing it didn't help my nerves. Still I wanted to put on a show, I made sure to sway my hips as I stepped back. Letting Rarity admire my flank, years of bucking and I knew my flank was one of the best. I had to calm myself as I grabbed the shoulders of my dress, it was now or never.

My breast flopped free the moment the dress slid past my chest area, I didn't ever really wear a bra as it tended to get in the way, plus I never really needed one.

I could feel Rarity’s eyes on me as she stared, the dress still clinging to my hips. “I must say darling, I don't really care for the color green. You are definitely the exception, your black hair with that dark green just works.”

Thank goodness, my fears were not needed. She still had no idea of who I was. Finally I pushed the dress down, letting it drop to the floor. Now I stood completely bare for Rarity to admire, and I’m not gonna lie it felt nice to see my body’s affect on her.

Rarity must have really enjoyed my little show, seeing how she now had a finger in her snatch and the other hand playing with her left breast. I couldn't help myself touching the black collar that Madam Stormy gave me.

I remembered all the things she had said about her little masterpiece.

“So from what I have gathered, you prefer mares but have no problem with doing a stallion. You're also not against most kinks as long as you have the final say, correct?”

I could feel the heat in my cheeks, I was pretty sure I was as red as my brother by now. Madam Stormy was not subtle in any way and seemed to have no problem asking me some very personal questions. I knew it was all part of her job, but still asking me if I was okay with being tied up and spanked was a little… Weird.

Though there still was one important question I needed answered “Yeah... Ah still have a question though. Berry Punch told me you have a fancy way of making sure nopony knows who Ah was?”

To my relief Madam Stormy did not seem fazed by my question in the slightest. Instead of answering her horn glowed as the box she sat in front of opened.

As a strange black collar lifted from it, she spoke “This is my masterpiece. This collar took years to make, not only does it stop you from getting pregnant or catch a disease. It also changes the color of your fur and mane. Plus it removes any known marks like your freckles. Its last surprise is that it even changes your cutie mark.”

That sounded almost too good to be true, even when Madam Stormy stepped behind me I still had my doubts. It really didn't help matters that I wasn't feeling a thing as she clasped the collar around my neck.

Luckily I didn't get time to question it as Stormy pulled me straight out of the chair. I let her guide me into what had to be the biggest changing room I had ever seen. I didn't have time to take in the room as my jaw hit the floor, the moment Stormy put me in front of a full length mirror.

There standing in the mirror had to be a completely different mare. Sure she had my hat and my clothes but that was the only thing we had that was alike. My honey blond hair was now pure black, my freckles were completely gone. Only a tiny mole on my left cheek could be seen. Even my orange fur had changed into a dark green.

If I didn't know it was my reflection I would have thought I just met a whole new mare. “Madam Stormy, this is am-” bringing my hand to my lips my eyes widened, even my voice had changed. Stormy said nothing grabbing my jeans and sliding them down just enough to show my cutie mark.

If I wasn't in shock before, seeing my three apples now changed into a simple martini glass definitely pushed me over. “I think I will call you… Miss Martini. Now child, we need to figure out what to do with your accent.”

Rarity wrapped her arms around my neck, pushing her naked body against my own. Our lips were still connected as our tongues fought for dominance. Using my momentum and weight I pushed her down on the mattress.

“I can see why they call you Miss Martini, that cutie mark is quite elegant.” I had to chuckle at the praise before placing my lips on her neck, making sure to take the time to taste as much of her flesh as I could.
Rarity cooed “Oh darling as much as I love all this pampering. Would you be a dear and just ravish me already.”

To be honest, I didn't really believe Stormy, when she told me we weren't just prostitutes. But Rarity definitely proved the latter, she didn't really order me around. Instead she gave me some ideas and let me control the show and that I did.

Using my strength I threw her legs over my shoulders pulling her very soaked and winking marehood a mere inches from my face. I have to admit, I was really enjoying myself, especially as the scent of Rarity’s arousal hit me.

Here in this very room I had one of my best friends panting like a dog in heat, just waiting for me to ravish her. I'm not one to disappoint, running my tongue along her outer lips, I was going to make sure she enjoyed this.

“Darling you're such a tease. Celestia am I glad I chose you, this is the best service I have ever received here.” Now I don't have a big head mind you, but hearing her praise must have lit a fire in me. Without any more teasing I pushed my tongue in as deep as I could. I cloud even feel my nose grow wet from how deep I pushed.

Rarity must have been really enjoying my service, if the death grip her legs had on my neck was any indication. It kinda felt like she was trying to pull me even deeper into her folds. I let my tongue do its work, she tasted pretty good. I couldn't help but moan as her walls convulsed around me.

I could tell she was close.

Pulling back, I smirked seeing the small protruding nub at the top of her snatch. It only to a small nip to send my client soaring to new heights.

It was music to my ears as her back arched and the room was filled by her screams. I did my best to catch as much of her fluids as I could, though there was way too much, several drops of my good work rolled onto my chest.

Rarity finally loosened her tight grip on me and fell against the bed, letting me admire my handiwork. I have to say I think I did a pretty good job. Rarity’s whole body was flushed and covered in sweat. Her chest rapidly rose and fell as she tried to keep her eyes opened.

“You my dear were worth every bit.” Seeing Rarity’s satisfied smile made me remember Stormy’s last words of advice.

My head was spinning as Stormy went into more details about the job. I had to say something “Ah’m not trying to interrupt, but a ranking system?”

I guess Stormy heard this question a lot as she went into what had to be a scripted speech. “You see Martini, I use a ranking system for all my children. Since you are just starting that puts you at a D rank. Every client you service will tell me how they rank you from D to S which is the final rank by the way. It's really simple the higher rank the more you’re paid.”

That made a little sense, I guess, She seemed to know what she was talking about so who was I to question it. Still it wasn't like the ranks really mattered, I only planned on working here to earn enough bits to pay off our debts.

Stormy then smiled at me as she pulled out a decently sized bag and set it in front of me. The clink it made was definitely the sound of bits.
“So let's go over your pay one more time. I charge a flat rate to see my girls, and it gets higher the higher your rank is. You will see thirty percent of this. Then we charge by the hour which I only receive thirty percent of that. Finally all tips go straight in your pocket and all my clients know they have to tip.”

I could only stare as she placed the bag in my hands. I could easily tell by the weight there was more than enough to help us. Before I could even question her, she placed a finger over my lips silencing me.

“I care for all my girls and family comes first. This is a loan with no interest but I do expect you to pay me back. Now to keep you identity a secret I will send a messenger to you when your services are required.”

There were a lot of bits in the bag, “Madam Stormy this is way too much A-” Yet again she silenced me with a finger.

“None of that dear, I told you you're now one of my girls and I take care of my girls. So take this collar and bits and wait for my call.”

I couldn't believe her kindness, she didn't even know me and here I sat clutching her money. It was nothing like how I imagined it would be. I thought it be some nasty stallion grabbing my ass and saying I would do just fine, not this almost motherly like figure.

Just as I turned to leave, Stormy gave me one last bit of advice “And remember Miss Martini, we are here for the clients : The happier they are the better you will become. An who knows you may find yourself liking it here.”

I still couldn't believe my first client was Rarity, I had been so nervous I must admit I felt a lot better seeing my friend behind the door waiting for me. I was glad I told Stormy I had no problem with clients being my friends.

Now we were back to the present, with Rarity still trying to catch her breath. I must have really gotten into it as my own loins begged for attention, but I was not here to pleasure myself.

Rarity catching her breath propped herself up giving me a very hungry stare. “Well Miss Martini, I must say job well done. However I was planning on dinner and a show. So if you don't mind.”

I was surprised as her horn lit up, a chair in the room glided over before landing right behind me. I was even more surprised when Rarity shoved her own fingers inside of her. “I want to watch you pleasure yourself darling. Give us a show, will you.”

I got the hint and if she wanted a show, I was going to give her one heck of a show. Slowly I swung my hips leaning back into the chair she had so graciously provided. I made sure to spread my legs as wide as I could, letting Rarity get a full view of my dripping desire.

I felt empowered as i slid my first finger through, never taking my eyes off of my client. It was fun to watch Rarity moan as she followed my movements. I wanted to see how much she would mimic me as I grabbed my own breast, giving my nipple a firm twist. Sure enough she followed suit as her breath hitched when she twisted her own.

It was time to put the icing on the cake “Oh Madam Rarity, do you see what your beauty does to me?”

It was amusing watching Rarity try to control herself. I must have done something right seeing how she stopped playing with her breast so she could bite down on her finger. It was definitely a sign that she was close again. I can't explain it but at this moment I wanted nothing more than to watch her scream.

I wanted this to happen, I could feel myself nearing as I rammed my fingers inside of my crotch. Pulling my hand back I found my own special nub and squeezed it in between my fingers. It took all my willpower not to scream as I pushed myself over the edge, my hand becoming soaked in my own fluids.

It did not take Rarity very long to follow and she had no problems screaming as she came for the second time. “Oh Martini!” It was definitely a sight to see, watching my friend collapse upon the mattress in a pool of her own filth, filth that I had caused.

I didn't have time to collect myself, as my hand was pulled by her magic. I almost came a second time as Rarity started to lick my fingers clean.This couldn't be the same mare who hated dirt licking off my juices. Once she was satisfied with her clean up job, she pulled me into an embrace placing her head in between my breast.

I could tell there was not going to be any more work to do. I couldn't help but smile as I found the timer that sat on the edge of the bed. As soon as I clicked it off, Rarity pulled back giving me a very cute pout.

“Really darling? I was planning on holding you for a little bit. I wasn't ready for a our session to end.” I had to chuckle wrapping my arms around her and pulling her back into my chest.

“Shh Madam, take all the time you need. I could never charge such a beautiful lady for just holding each other.” Rarity pulled back once more her face was priceless, she placed a tiny kiss on my cheek before resting against my breast once more.

“You have to be the greatest fancy lady in all the land, Miss Martini. Trust me when I say you will definitely be seeing more of me.”

I don't think I have ever felt so much pride as Rarity snuggled into my arms. I had really made her feel wanted and that made me feel well amazing. Maybe Madam Stormy was right, I might end up enjoying this. Though this was just my first client I kinda couldn’t help but wonder who else would request my… No, Miss. Martini’s services.

Author's Note

Well here it is what my voters wanted. I decided to post it as a Christmas gift to you all.
Again thanks to all my followers and to everyone else who likes my stories you guys really make me want to keep writing