An Elusive Affair

In Applejack’s mind, the barrage of sensations was unbearable. The warmth between his toes was horribly effective, like his feet were in a private sauna, cooking away, sweating buckets, not to mention the invasive thoroughness of the thread itself, roughly scratching away within his hollows, where the skin was thin and soft.

The pinwheel too, and its repetitive, but effective assault left the rest of his feet occupied in crackling terror. Rolling away, every inch of his soles felt their pointed metal, causing him to yelp between muffled wails. The itching, however, was also beginning to take its toll. It tingled maddeningly, to the extent where he almost wanted the scratchy points of the wheel to march back over where they just were, providing temporary relief, but only adding to the itching right after. Rarity’s manicured nails would do wonders here, but her hands were far too busy. In the end, hot tears rushed from his eyes, dribble leaked out of the gag. He simply couldn’t take this, and to be so far removed from his controlling life as a full time dominant male was… the most embarrassingly delicious thing that had ever happened to him.

Belittled, tormented, finally having control wrested away from him, for once he only had to worry about one thing, his own palpable suffering, which occurred in spades. He didn’t have to make sure whiny ol’ Elusive had come yet or not even though he’d been getting banged for near a damn hour without no breaks. He didn’t have to worry about getting up in the morning, yanking himself out of bed away from the warmth of his beautiful companion. Apples this, apples that, apples here, apples there, oh and go save the world every Saturday. None of it mattered right now. It was freedom, in torture form.

With that, his behind siezed up, squeezing against the toy lodged deep inside, as his length shuddered to life, inches away from climax. His feet were on fire with sensations, almost causing the coming wave of pleasure to be pale in comparison. Though not quite, thanks to the sneaky little vibrator Elusive snuck where no thing had ever gone before.

“I think its time, dear.”

“I think you’re right, Rarity.”

With that, Elusive twisted the knob on the remote to maximum strength, before quickly resuming the assault upon the ravaged soles.

Applejack’s scream all but nullified the thick, venerable gag. His whole body bucked wildly, causing some of the ultra-tight, magically enchanted, trusted for life banadages to tear and fray, a feat physically impossible, or so it would seem up until now. His nethers were quaking with incomprehensible pleasure on even a biuniversal scale, as the other, hidden vibrator teased and fulfilled his inner core, granting him spine-melting pleasure no conscious entity ever contributed to the infosphere of their two worlds, ever.

His seed spurted out, hard and fast, both unicorns watching in awe, but not ceasing in their tickling rampage. His astonishing load actually managed to touch the rather reasonably placed ceiling, before ricocheting back down and covering poor Applejack’s already liquid-stained face. The following spasms delivered yet more “apple juice”, shooting more moderate distances, though, landing on Elusive. The unicorn, enthralled by the spectacle, his hands too consumed with the feet, now more sensitive than ever before, disposed of most of it orally, with a satisfied “glomp” at the end.

After they were sure the climax was at completion, their tools were mournfully removed from the suffering pair of abused feet, outrageously sweaty and blushing, as was the rest of his body, just to a slightly lesser extent. The stallion was barely orange.

Now that his hands were free, Elusive found a clean spot on his shirt - not an easy task - and disposed of the liquid love that was smudged all over his spectacles. He made his way over to were Applejack’s head was quivering, flowing free with tears. “Aww, my poor baby-boo… Oh don’t worry, it’s all over now. Shhhh… shhh.., hush-hush-hush!....” Elusive stroked his hair again, settling him down as best he could.

Applejack’s toes were free, but his feet were now spasming again under Rarity’s touch, her nails once more gliding across his soles as she hummed the tune of the menacing song to herself still. The stallion let out the most miserable, tortured, tearful giggle-snort imaginable.

“Uhhmmm, Rarity… I think that may very well be enough,” Elusive stated, getting slightly worried about his lovers state.

“Oh, apologies,” the mare replied, nodding herself into consciousness and almost covering her face with a palm that was smothered with Apple-goop. “Just still a bit of a mess myself. Precious as she is, my Jackie-jack can’t physically do… THAT, so forgive me if I’m all over the place. I shall... leave you two alone for a bit. Hope you boys had fun!” Rarity waved goodbye, no doubt making her way home so she could request said Jackie-jack to finish her own business.

“Scrub and soap.” Elusive lifted up a finger in reminder.

With the departure of the mare, the remaining white unicorn slipped off the thick, rigid blindfold - or, rather, the wet rag that it had become due to the sheer amount of liquid heaped upon it - and unraveled the muzzle thread, revealing a gentle pair of sparkling emerald eyes. He’d never seen them look so soft and vulnerable before.

“Ohh you poor, poor thing. I’m sorry… I…” Elusive spluttered, waving the magic of the bandages away, slowly setting Applejack free at last.

Applejack summoned up the last of his strength to put his hand on Elusive’s cheek in reassurance.

“Nnngh… N-No… I… d-ddd… oohhhh... deserved that. Yooou… oosh… earned your revenge… glmp! For, for that night, I mean…” The abused orange pony breathed in deeply, his eyes rolling back for a bit. “We’re… hoooh… even now, really. No harm… no foul.” He smiled weakly, as the experience was so murderous that his face could barely grin in spite of the terrible tickles. “ And… ‘sides… would be a liar if I said I din’ enjoy none of that…”

Elusive swept his own sweaty and greasy but still styled hair behind his ear to look his lover in the eyes. “Heh, really now? We’re even?”

“Well… I’m still gonna spank that white butt hot flashin’ red when we get back... But yeah, even.” Applejack smiled, hauling himself up to give Elusive a rather wet hug. “Let’s take a bath… if you’re lucky, I’ll bend you over and give you a happy ending… now I know how that feels, you’ve been hoarding all that pleasure for yourself, ya greedy slut.”

Elusive laughed. “Hey, I offered plenty! Now shush, you’re a smelly disaster, there’s itching powder you haven’t sweated out yet, I’d wager, so we need to get you washed soon as possible. I’ll do your hair, and then your washing. Clean and crisp.”

“…Didn’t take long for you to get back to normal, huh?”

“Hmph. Normal doesn’t exist anymore, dearie. Look around yourself, we’re surrounded by female clones of ourselves, and they’re all as hopelessly horny as we are.”

“True enough, El. True enough. Ever tickle me that hard again though, and I’m giving you and the rest of the boys up to the girls,” AJ shot a threatening look with his tearful, wet, sparkly eyes. Elusive couldn’t help but giggle at the adorableness of that. “Shit, Dusk is already a fuckin’ pervo, I don’t wanna KNOW what girl-him does when she’s not the one tied down. Damn, even I’m a monster, and I… ain’t… whew… ain’t exactly no Mr. Nice Guy. And that… MARE… you know what, El, I better give your butts over to them. Or else, y’know. I could go for a curvier you with a mouth that really needs some intense shuttin’.”

The white unicorn gasped and threw his hans up to his face, grinning nonetheless. “Applejack!!!”

“What? Your butt’s impossible to threaten, whatever I do to you, you’re munching it and askin’ for feckin’ two. I ain’t no adulterer, but you got lessons to be taught.”

Elusive dropped his hands and shut his eyes, smirking. His fingers wriggled in the air, momentarily causing a shudder from the drained body on the table, but then they merely delivered it a boingy snootle boop. “Now-now, don’t give me even more reason to misbehave, you big stinky oaf.”

“Heh, we’re such a loving couple. Better or for worse, Rarity and girly-me proved that we were meant for eachother, I dare say.”

“I guess if we’re going to take anything from recent events… that will do nicely. That, and you are quite the marksman. I love you sweetie.”

“And I you, Elusive."

A long, slurpy kiss echoed against the walls of the room.

“Now, we can’t waste any time. Your feet need scrubbing, or else the itching powder will activate again. Lots of scrubbing. Trust me.”

“ELLIE!!!”

That was the last echo in the room for that night.