The moans of the stallion, and the tensing of his muscles acted as all the warning that Scootaloo needed. She pulled him out of her mouth, her hoof still stroking his shaft, as he came into her open mouth. Some of the cum hit her chin and nose too, and it slowly oozed down her face. She kept stroking him until she was sure he was finished. The stallion looked down at her.

“Wow, you are certainly worth the money. Where do I pay by the way?” Scootaloo brought a hoof up to wipe some of the cum from her mouth, as she swallowed the rest. Once her mouth was clear, she answered him.

“You pay the yellow stallion up front.” She flashed him an empty, but convincing, smile. “I’m glad to hear you had fun. Come back sometime.” The stallion, got up and left Scootaloo alone in that room. She lingered for a bit in silence, enjoying the brief reprieve, before following him out. The brothel was quieter than one might expect. To prevent it from being discovered, all of the “fun” occurred in rooms that had noise dampening magic on them. As she walked out, she glanced at the stallion standing out front of the door, “Is there any pony else waiting.” She breathed a sigh of relief when he said there wasn’t. The main hallway was empty as Scootaloo walked her way back to the room that acted as the sleeping area for all the fillies and mares that were kept there. Before she could get to the room, one of the masters stopped her.

“Hold up little Buzz.” She’d been named for the sound her ineffective wings made, though Scootaloo thought her new name was surprisingly masculine sounding. “Just so you know, we have a pretty important client that’s going to be here in a few hours. He asked for you specifically. I want you fresh for when he arrives, so you’re off until then. He is paying a lot of money, so get yourself cleaned up and show him a good time.”

“I’ll do whatever he wants.” Scootaloo replied, and the master nodded his approval. As he stepped aside, Scootaloo entered into the sleeping area. The room was empty, and Scootaloo was relieved for that. She preferred the solitude when she needed to get clean. Her hoofsteps echoes on the hard floor as she made her way to the back room of the area that acted as the communal bathroom, this was also empty. The hot water heater growled away, telling her that a shower wasn’t going to be a pleasant event. She grabbed a bowl and a rag that had been left clean near the entrance. The bowl was soon filled with water, and Scootaloo soaked the rag in the warm liquid before bringing it to her face. The cum came off pretty easily and the soft rag massaged her skin through her fur. The warmth sent a soothing felling down her back, though she wished she could have a proper shower.

As the water trickled down from her face and onto her chest and shoulders, Scootaloo’s mind drifted. Whenever they would go out for a run, or just exercise in general, Rainbow always brought sweat rags with her. The sensation wasn’t too dissimilar, and for a moment…Scootaloo was on the Ponyville track. Exhausted but delighted at having achieved her fasted time on the race.

“Ha! Great work Squirt, you shaved off almost a full second on that run.” Rainbow leaned over her with a smile. Scootaloo reciprocated her mentor’s grin.

“Thanks.” She panted out, her breath still not under her control again. Scootaloo’s eyes drifted back open in that dimly lit room, her memory washing away. ‘Stupid!’ She chastised herself, ‘Stop wishing for something you can’t have.’ She heard the door to the living space open, and panicked as she wiped away the beginnings of tears from her eyes. Her face was about as clean as it was going to get, hopefully the stallion would be satisfied when he arrived. Bad things happened when fillies didn’t do their jobs well.

As she dumped the water out and threw the rag into the hamper, Scootaloo heard the sound of faint crying from the other room. She stepped out of the room to see a familiar red filly holding her hooves between her legs and crying softly to herself. Scootaloo put Rainbow Dash out of her mind. She couldn’t help this filly if she was barely holding it together herself. The filly flinched slightly as Scootaloo’s hoof wrapped around her shoulder, pulling her into a comforting hug.

“Hey now Star, what’s wrong.” The filly tried to answer, but her voice just chocked up into sobbing again. The girl rested her head on Scootaloo’s chest, and Scootaloo closed her eyes as she rested her forehead on the filly’s head. “Shhhhhh. It’s ok. I’m here.”

“A…A a m…month.” The filly whispered, her stutter making her a bit hard to understand through her sobs. Scootaloo crinkled her brow, but Star seemed to predict her confusion and continued, “I…It’s been about a month since I got here.” Scootaloo felt her heart pang in understanding. She had suspected that Star had just experienced a particularly harsh client, but…. “I…I m…m…m….” Her stutter was making speech impossible, and Scootaloo shushed her.

“I know. I was actually just thinking of home before you walked in.” She said as Star looked up at her. She sniffled and hugged Scootaloo back. The two of them sat there for a few moments as Star’s crying slowly died down.

“Th…thank you.” Star whispered into Scootaloo’s chest, “You’re always here for me, and I…I never f…feel like I give anything back.” She could feel Scootaloo’s body shake under her head as the orange filly laughed.

“You give me plenty back.”

“B…But,” Star’s stuttered out, “All I do is listen to you talk.”

“Yes, which is more than anypony else here. None of the stallions care, and the other fillies don’t seem to like being reminded that they once had lives outside of this place.” Scootaloo’s voice cracked slightly, “You’re the only one that will still let me ramble on about my big sister or the crusaders without getting annoyed.” She smiled gently, “If I’m your shoulder to cry on, then you are the ear I get to talk off all day.” The look of delight on Star’s face warmed Scootaloo’s soul just a bit.

“Speaking of, S…Scootaloo, what were you thinking of before I came in?” She asked the bigger filly. Scootaloo paused thoughtfully for a bit before answering.

“I was remembering when me and Rainbow Dash were preparing for our first….” Scootaloo chocked up a bit, then continued, “…for uh, for the Sisterhooves Social. It’s an event in Ponyville where sisters go on races and cool stuff like that. Also, singing, I love to sing.” Star’s eyes lit up.

“You s…sing? I would love to hear you sing!” Star was met by uproarious laughter from her friend.

“Believe me, no you don’t. I do enjoy it though. Anyway, me and Rainbow attended last year’s event. Took home gold in four events too. Not bad for a first outing, if I do say so myself. All thanks to Rainbow Dash. She drilled me, and got me ready for every event we were going to do.” Scootaloo chuckled, amused, “Apple Bloom’s big brother even snuck in by crossdressing….” Star’s couldn’t contain her own laughter now as Scootaloo continued, “…and it was, well it was really cool. Probably the happiest I’ve ever been.” Scootaloo’s laughter died down, and was replaced by a more enigmatic smile.

“I wonder if she is still trying to find me. It’s been more than….” She was interrupted by Star.

“She is. If she is half the pony you are always saying she is, then she will never stop.” Star’s eyes turned down to the floor. “Which is more than I can say about my parents.” Scootaloo wiped the beginnings of a tear out of her eye, seemingly taking no solace in the idea.

“It’s more than I can say about my own parents Squirt.” She hugged Star one last time, then stood up. “Well, I should probably get ready.” Star could hear the energy in Scootaloo’s voice dying. “I have a client I need to go see in a bit, and I’d like to put some food in my mouth before he tries putting anything else there. See you when I get back?” She asked, and Star shook her head.

“No, I work tonight too.”

The door creaked, as Scootaloo pushed her way into the room. It was dimly lit, and had the familiar scent of old sex lingering in the air. When her eyes wandered to the form sitting on the bed at the center of the room, Scootaloo gasped in recognition. ‘Lightning Streak?’ Scootaloo could recognize that amber mane and blue coat anywhere, her client was a wonderbolt. He worked with Rainbow Dash. His voice cut into her thoughts, bringing her back to reality.

“I’d heard that it was you, but I almost didn’t believe it.” He climbed down from the bed and walked towards her, tilting her head up to face him. “Yep, you are definitely Scootaloo. Captain Dash still keeps a flyer with your mug on it hanging in the academy. The annoying bitch is still looking for you.” He laughed, “I wonder what she would do if she knew where you were.” Scootaloo looked up at him and answered calmly.

“Knowing her, there’d be a lot of broken bones and a large fire to put out.” Scootaloo’s reply lacked any real inflection, a very deliberate attempt to keep her brewing rage out of her voice. The fact that this asshole was here, and that he didn’t sound like he was on a rescue mission, told Scootaloo everything that she needed to know about this stallion. Wonderbolt or not, he was just as much a monster as the rest of them. Lightning laughed again at Scootaloo’s comment.

“You aren’t wrong. That idiot always acts before thinking.” He commented, fueling Scootalo’s growing hate. He patted the side of the bed, instructing Scootaloo to come over. Swallowing what little pride she still had, Scootaloo sat down next to him. The stallion began running his hooves over her body, feeling her muscles over. “Hm, how long have you been here for?”

“A little over a year.” The stallion nodded, as he pushed her head down. Taking the hint, she slid into a laying position and wrapped her mouth around his cock. There was a slightly saltier tang to it than she was used to, but otherwise it wasn’t unpleasant. She placed her tongue along the end of his shaft and began sucking as the hoof she wasn’t using to prop herself up began lightly running along the base of his sac. Lightning smiled down at her.

“I can tell you’ve gotten a lot of practice in.” He let out a deep moan as she began to deepthroat him. The tip of her tongue touching the base of his shaft whenever she took him in. “Ahhh, a lllot of practice. Hmm.” He began running his hooves through her hair roughly. Scootaloo closed her eyes as the sensation reminded her of when Rainbow Dash would jostle her hair. Maybe it was the fact that he was a wonderbolt, but she couldn’t stop thinking of her mentor. Lightning gasped and tapped lightly on her head. “Ok, that’s enough. I don’t want to end our session already.” Scootaloo lifted herself off of him, whipping saliva her chin. She kept a hoof slowly stroking him to keep him excited. He may not want this to end yet, but it was never over fast enough for Scootaloo.

“So, I’m curious, why was I required to have a birth control spell cast on me before I could see you?” He asked her. While he wasn’t as close to finishing as he had been when she was still blowing him, she was doing a good job keeping him close. Lightning had never been with a filly before, and he was surprised at how good Scootaloo was. Then again, a year of experience would do that.

“My body type. A lot of stallions like the athletic type, so I’m allowed to maintain myself like this.” Scootaloo grinned in what Lightning was surprised to see looked like a victorious way, “So, no pony is allowed to get me pregnant.” ‘Fuck you Onyx.’ She thought to herself. Lightning just shrugged.

“As long as I get to finish in you, I don’t care. Although it would be pretty funny to think of that bitch, Rainbow Dash, being an aunt without knowing it.” He suddenly winced as Scootaloo’s hoof came down too hard and smack his balls. She tried to look apologetic, but he wasn’t having it. “Oh, think your funny huh?” He slapped her viciously. His anger built as he saw that this did nothing but make her grin.

“Well, I got a good laugh out of it.” She replied. Lightning’s face flashed red. He roughly shoved her down, and grabbed her back hooves.

“That’s it. I was going to wait, but I think we’re done here. I just wanted to fuck Rainbow’s sister anyway. Now if you don’t want me telling your master that you’ve been a bad pony….” He could see the regret in Scootaloo’s eyes as she realized that she went too far, “Thought not.” He spat as he lined himself up with her and pushed in. “Now just lay there and take it like the whore you are. This is the only thing any filly close to Rainbow Dash deserves.” With all the restrain she could muster, Scootaloo let that one slide. She leaned her head back, and matched her rhythm to his as her mind slowly tuned out what was happening. She had gotten fairly practiced at this. She let her mind slip back to that day on the track, sweat making her body glisten just as it did now.

She was so focused that she didn’t see what Lightning was doing. Scootaloo was caught off guard by an abrupt flash of light. She kept up her work, but she lifted her eyes to look for the source. To her bewilderment, the stallion had taken a picture of her. He was looking at the printed photo and was grinning.

“You know, you look so much more grown up now than in that poster back at the academy.” He said as he looked down at the photo he’d taken, before setting it down in the bag he had on the room’s end table.

“A lot’s happened in the last year.” She replied, her voice even despite the hate she felt. The stallion patted her cheek condescendingly.

“I know. You’ve already shown me how well suited you are to this. I think I’ll sneak this picture into Rainbow Dash’s locker when nopony’s looking, let the bitch see how much you’ve grown up.” He chuckled. He delighted as Scootaloo’s indifferent demeanor disappeared completely. She thrashed under him, unconcerned about the consequences. Lightning pinned her forehooves over her head as he kept pushing into her.

“Let me go! I’ll rip that thing to shreds!” Her eyes became blurry with tears are her fighting weakened, “You can’t show that to her! I don’t want her to ever know.” Scootaloo slammed her head back into the pillows at the head of the bed, now completely motionless. the room was quiet besides the sounds of their hips slapping together and Scootaloo’s quiet crying. “I don’t want her to know that this is all I am now.” She quietly whispered. Lightning chuckled cruelly.

“I do though. Not because I want to hurt you though, I just want her to pay for always being such a bitch to me.” He said into her ear, as he groaned. He thrust into her and a shot of pleasure coursed through him as he slowly let his breath out. Scootaloo sniffed quietly as she felt him cum inside her. She wouldn’t get pregnant, and she still maintained her body every day. She was still one of the greatest athletes her age in Equestria. However, as he pulled out of her, his cum dripping down her glistening flanks, she was reminded how little that mattered now. She couldn’t stop Lightning. Her master would hurt her unimaginably if she did anything to make him too upset. Rainbow Dash would know now. She would know that her little sister was still alive, but that this was her life. Scootaloo sobbed to herself as Lightning left the room. She looked down at used body, knowing how much it was going to hurt Rainbow Dash to see her like this.

The building was in an uproar when Scootaloo woke up the next morning. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes as she looked around. The guards were packing up sleeping material, toys, and what few personal belongings the mares and fillies had been allowed. One of them kicked Scootaloo lightly on the leg.

“Get up. We’re leaving.” He said, then he ripped her blanket off of her and put it into a bag with dozens of others. Scootaloo got up so that the stallion could take away her sleeping mat. ‘What the hell is going on?’ She wondered to herself. Since it was unlikely that she was going to be working today, Scootaloo decided to find Star. As she walked through the halls she heard a couple of guards muttering.

“You’re kidding me?” The first said, holding his head in annoyed disbelief.

“No really, the dipshit took a picture of himself fucking one of our fillies and left it for a coworker to see. Of course, he’s an athlete, so he showers with a lot of the other stallions there. So, when the mare got pissed and demanded to know who it was in the picture, it didn’t take long for somepony to point a hoof at him.”

“What a fucking idiot. It was the Wonderbolts’ captain that found the picture, right? I’ve heard she’s a hothead, I can’t image that idiot made it out unscathed.”

“Nope. Broken nose, three shattered ribs, a concussion, and a dislocated shoulder from what I hear. As far as I’m concerned, he deserves it for being so stupid. Still, he’s being interrogated now, so we need to move shop before he inevitably blabs about where to find us.” Scootaloo had heard enough. The hallway seemed to go on forever as she considered what she’d heard. She was snapped back to reality by one of the guards.

“Alright Buzz, it’s time to leave. We can’t have you making any noise while we get you set to move, so I need you to wear this.” He said as he fit a gag over her mouth. A blindfold soon followed, and she felt herself being escorted. She was lifted into what she knew to be a cart. Her hooves were then chained to the floor, and her blindfold was taken off. From the hole on the side of one of the walls, she knew this to be the same carriage that had taken her here in the first place. She saw a magic field surround the door, and then disappear. Now that the soundproofing was done, the master in the carriage with them began to remove their gags. As she sat there, Scootaloo felt her heart breaking, imagining what Rainbow Dash must be feeling right then. Scootaloo felt Star’s hoof wrap around hers, and she looked up in surprise.

“Hey, how are y…you feeling? I…I know this can’t be easy for y…you.”

“It’s ok, really. I gave up on anything good coming out of this months ago.” Scootaloo sniffed as tears started forming in her eyes, “But…,” She laughed a little, “At least that jackass got what was coming to him. Star laughed with her. Scootaloo sat in silence for a bit before quietly speaking again. “I don’t want Rainbow Dash to look for me.”

“W…What are you…?”

“I want her to move on. I wanted her to accept that I was gone.” She let out a sad sigh, “Now she definitely won’t. Not for a long time. I just…I just want one thing to go right. One thing that isn’t complete crap you know?” Star’s hoof left Scootaloo’s as she reached back to her tail. Star had worn two ribbons for as long as Scootaloo had known her, a red on in her hair, and a blue one on her tail. Now she was removing the blue one.

“Scootaloo, I…I can’t say if anything has gone w…well for you, but I can s…speak for myself. When I was first kidnapped, I h…had a friend with me named Spring. A friend that I h…hurt really badly.” Star was crying, but a smile was on her lips. “When I came here, I t…thought my l…life was over. Then I m…met you. You’re like the b…big sister I always wanted, and I l…love you. Things may be horrible, for y…you and me, but at least I have you to watch over me.” She tied the ribbon to Scootaloo’s hair as the older filly was left speechless.
“This was a bow I b…bought Spring. She threw it b…back at m..me when I betrayed her. I’ve kept it t…to remind myself that someone loved me o…once. I want you to have i…it now, and I promise, I won’t f…fail you like I did Spring.” Star smiled through her tears, and Scootaloo tried to respond.

“Star, I…I can’t accept this.” She stammered out, beginning to cry herself, but Star held up a hoof to silence her.

“Please, I w…want a second chance. You are the o…only good thing thing in my life right n…now. I w…want you to wear this so t…that I never forget that. So that I never m…make the same mistake with y…you that I did with Spring.” The carriage began to move, as Scootaloo nodded in understanding.

“Ok Squirt, I’ll keep it.” She smiled and hugged the filly, “Because being around you reminds me of how I felt around Rainbow Dash. If you’ve always wanted a big sister, then I guess I could do that.” Scootaloo held Star close to her, and for a fleeting moment she wasn’t broken. There was still somepony that she cared about.

Author's Note

Damn this took forever, but I really like how it turned out. Let me know if you feel the same. If you don't let me know that too.