Scratched

Turning off the shower, Vinyl sighed contentedly. She glanced around, suddenly remembering the lack of towels. With a thought, she concentrated on her coat, shaking from tail to snout as she tried to wring the water from her fur with her magic. She fluffed her fur up as she shook, managing to get mostly dry, save for her tail and mane.

With a flip, she tossed her mane behind her shoulder, heading down the hall and downstairs. She hadn’t eaten since last night, and felt a ravenous hunger as she headed for the kitchen. Searching around, she found the still partly filled French press, draining the coffee inside into a washed mug.

She rummaged through the heavy duty icebox, surprised at the lack of food in the place. She wondered to herself exactly what a human ate?

She managed to find a half loaf of bread and a small jar with a few remnants of strawberry preserves inside. Humming to herself happily, she sliced the bread carefully, placing the slices on the old stove to toast them. She concentrated on her coffee, heating it slowly until it steamed lightly.

Taking a white plate from one of the higher cupboards, she took her small breakfast up to her room. She was surprised she still hadn’t seen King. She hadn’t heard from him since the previous night.

Placing the toast down on a nightstand, she flopped back on the bed, her damp mane and tail plastering to the sheets. She quickly inhaled the toast, sipping on the mug of coffee as she kept studying her synthesizer manual.

As she read she found she still couldn’t shake the thought of the strange dream from the night before. Even after the shower, she still felt a heat in her nethers as she lay on the bed.

Buck it, she thought. Time to take care of business.

Shutting the door, she pulled the top sheet back, laying down on her back, propping her head up against the headboard with a couple pillows. She looked down at herself, running a hoof slowly down snow white fur until she met the soft velvet touch of her stomach and teats.

She sighed as she first touched herself, running the harder hoof along her folds, until the softer underside mashed against her clit. She breathed in deeply, lighting her horn and focusing on the sensitive organ. The unicorn liked to gently circle the base with her magic, but today, she remembered the fingers of King, and simulated the act, pressing against her walls, putting pressure on the nub from inside.

Kicking slightly with her right leg, she moaned softly as tingles of pleasure ran up her spine. Trying hard to relax, she went back to just massaging herself gently with the hoof, smirking slightly as she felt her sex wink against it. She could feel her juices running down her flanks, cooling at the base of her tail and against the cotton sheets.

Moving her hoof up slightly, she rubbed it against her snow white chest fluff, before moving down to her teats. She circled them slowly, as she started teasing herself with her magic once more.

Gyrating her hips off the bed, she started humping her body against her magic digits. She fought to hold her focus as she got more worked up, spreading her folds apart to give her more access. She could feel her powerful contractions grip her magic, feeling it’s resistance as she tried to move inside.

She closed her eyes and bit her upper lip, backing off slightly. The filly still wasn’t sure she wanted to finish just yet. Sighing, she settled back against the pillows, trying to breathe slowly once more as she ran her hoof against her inner thighs. Settling her rump down on the mattress, she spread herself wide as she caressed herself.

Suddenly finding the digits returning to her sex, she murmured happily, pushing herself back against them. As if reading her, they thrust back, filling her up.

“Ahhnn!” She cried quietly, feeling the intense pressure back on her g-spot. She lit her horn to play with her folds again, only then realizing…

Her eyes snapped open. King was seated at the end of the bed, hand deep inside her pussy, giving her a playful grin.

“H…Hey!” She pulled away, only to have him quickly move up the bed, pushing against her side. She felt an emptiness as he left her, only to feel his hand cup against her slit as she stopped, trapped against the backboard.

Instinctively she tried to use her magic to push him away, finding it impossible to focus on him. It was the same as before; a magic void all around him.

“What do you think you’re…” She said, turning to look at him. Before she could finish speaking, he placed a finger on her muzzle.

“I thought you could use one more.” He said calmly. Immediately the filly felt his fingers on her again, rubbing quick and hard against her.

Glancing down at his hand, she gasped suddenly as she felt her body tense with another jolt of pleasure.

He did make a convincing argument.

As if reading her, he added in his thumb, gently parting the hood from her clit, pressing directly on it. It was more than the pony could take, and she pressed her rump out from the bed against his hand, cumming hard. He continued to hold her, thrusting three fingers in and out rapidly as she got off. Two large squirts of marecum landed on her tail and bed, before she settled her haunches down, letting her juices trickle slowly against Kings still moving fingers.

“That’s the one thing I like best about ponies.” He said, getting up. “They can be…explosive.”

Vinyl looked up at him with glazed eyes, still twitching slightly from the intense orgasm. She ran her hoof along her stomach, caressing herself as her chest rose fast and deep.

King slid down his pants, discarding them next to the bed. Vinyl glanced over, suddenly entranced by his already erect dick.

“Let’s try something else, ok?” He said, straddling her on the bed. As he reached down with his hands, he ran them along her wispy chest fluff, reaching her upper limbs, trailing them along her fur. Still sensitive from her intense orgasm, the filly sighed softly as he gently stroked her.

Reaching down under the mattress, King fished a strange strap out from underneath, running it along Vinyl’s muzzle as she looked at it, puzzled. He smiled at her, trailing it along her neck, before opening a small loop in the black leather, placing it around her hoof.

Trying to pull back in shock, she found herself tightly bound to the corner. Grunting in frustration, she lit her horn to pull the strap off her hoof. She felt a strange warmth on her horn as King reached out, and easily grasped the entire length of her horn with his hand, covering it. Vinyl tried to push past the void of his grasp, but found it impossible. She looked back over at his face, finding a calm smile as he reached for the other corner of the bed, repeating the process, pinning her upper hooves against the bed tightly. She tried to struggle, but with his weight still on her, she found herself held fast.

“Let me out of these!” She yelled, pulling against them. “I don’t want to do all this…”

Her words cut out as he pushed his member between her teats, pushing his balls against her clit. The sudden sensation made her cut her sentence short as she tensed against him. Her mind flashed back to her dream the night before. A sudden guilty sensation of pleasure flooded over her, as she realized how she looked right now to King. Pulling hard at the straps, the leather pulled at her fur, rubbing her hooves. The sensation of being in such a vulnerable state with this large powerful creature…her defenses feel away as she focused on the strange mix of emotions welling inside.

Her snatch winked its approval.

Feeling the pony clamp against him, King started moving slightly against her, thrusting past her velvet soft teats, feeling the soft fluff of her stomach tease the tip. His hand fell away from her horn as her muzzle opened in a slight ‘o’, as he trailed his fingers along her neck, scratching her softly as he moved.

Holding her tightly around her waist, he pulled her lower body easily against him, moving her splayed thighs against him. Vinyl relaxed back against the mattress as he started moving her slit against his dick, thrusting up past her dripping folds and rubbing his tip against her winking clit. The filly gasped, arching her back up towards him.

Effortlessly, he moved his hands lowering, grasping her around her haunches. She saw his member dip down, feeling his heat against her tail and dock. She could feel him press against her tailhole as he moved up, rubbing past her thighs. Her muzzle hung open as she felt him against her snatch. He smiled as she winked against the tip, pushing softly against her as her body tried to pull him inside.

Looking into her eyes, he could see her pleading to him as she gently pulled against the straps.

“Just take me…” she said softly, voice husky and short.

He pushed slightly against her, holding her body firm as he sank the tip slowly inside. She tensed immediately, pulling at her straps as she felt the sudden pressure inside her, filling her.

“You can call me by my name, if you want to keep going.” He said, suddenly halting inside her.

Vinyl’s muzzle hung open slackly as she felt her body clench on him again, trying vainly to pull him inside her further. Nearly panting, she looked up into his eyes.

“King…” She panted. “Please…just…keep going…”

He smirked back at her, pushing forward slowly inside her. She could feel her legs tense and her hooves stretch out as he filled her, nearly hilting her on the first go, as worked up as she was. She clamped down on him like a vice, holding him fast inside her, as her muscles rippled along him.

Not content to let her control the tempo, King pulled back against her, rubbing her tightened walls with his shaft, making Vinyl close her eyes in ecstasy as he pushed out past her g-spot, only to plunge back inside. He started working into a slow rhythm, moving his hips to push hard against her upper walls. Throwing her head back into her pillow, the filly came again, rapidly clenching down on the member inside her, coating her thighs in cum.

At the feeling of her orgasm, King dropped his hands from her hips, running them along her body, grasping her chest firmly as her wispy chest fluff flowed through his fingers. He could feel her chest heaving as she rode through her orgasm, feeling her muscles tighten. He finally felt his thighs tough against her fur as he hilted inside the pony, making her gasp again at the sudden fullness.

He remained still for a moment, listening to her breathing as her pussy kept rippling against him, clamping down on the whole length.

“Gods…” He said softly. “You took all of it.”

Muzzle still hanging open, the pony smirked up at him, her mane plastering to her face and neck with sweat. He felt she shuffle her haunches against him, pushing her body back and forth as she bucked back against him.

“You didn’t think…I was a virgin, did you?” She murmured back, still trying to catch her breath.

Smiling back, King started to move inside her again, taking long strokes as he started screwing her again. The filly settled back and relaxed, finding herself almost exhausted already from the session.

“Ahnnn…how…how long do humans last…” She sighed, craning her head back into the pillow again as she felt another wave running through her nethers.

“Let’s try something else.” King said, moving his hands through her wet mane, running gently along her neck.

Feeling his strong hands behind her neck, her eyes fluttered open. She could feel her third orgasm coming quickly as he moved swiftly back and forth inside her, feeling a strange sense of alarm coursing through her body as he encircled her neck with his hands. She stared into his blue eyes as he gently started applying pressure, making her breath catch in her lungs as she struggled to catch her next breath.

King grunted as he came inside her, quickly filling her up. Her whole body was contracting against him as she struggled for breath, milking him hard as he continued to pump inside her. He kept moving slowly as his cum ran out of her, dribbling down against her ponut and pooling near her dock.

Pulling vainly at the straps, she felt the leather hold her hooves fast. She could feel her airway constrict further, barely letting any air through. A strange euphoria flowed through her as her body approached her peak. The lack of oxygen combined with her fear heightened everything, making her entire lower body radiate with warmth and intense pleasure. It rode up her spine and into her brain, making her orgasm nearly instantly. She could feel her whole body shaking with the intense feeling, muzzle hanging open and tongue lolling to the side.

“S…stop…” She managed to gasp out, voice muffled from hands around her neck.

Immediately King let her down, letting the filly settle down into the pillow as her whole body still twitched from the intense feelings. She gasped quickly as she regained her breath, pulling away from King as his member plopped out of her, already softening. She felt a rush of his cum run down onto her leg, matting down the white fur, leaving sticky strands between her thighs as she moved.

She stared back intently at him as she recovered, sitting up against the backboard slowly. Barely winded, he sat down at the foot of the bed. Trying to move a hoof to her throat, she glanced down, realizing she was still bound to the bed. She lit her horn, slowly undoing the straps. Reaching up, she rubbed her throat softly.

“Why did you…”

He reached out a hand to one of her legs, touching the hoof gently. She pulled back slightly, before she let her hoof settle back against his touch. He ran a hand up her leg, stroking her softly.

“Did you like it?” He asked.

Confused at the intense rush she had during their love making, she hesitated. She knew he shouldn’t have done what he did. Vinyl could feel her brain screaming at her that this male she had just met the other day had already violated her trust. In that moment she felt her safety fall away and leave her tumbling free in space.

And for some reason it felt mother-bucking amazing.

So she didn’t say anything. Vinyl let him scratch her leg as he moved up against her, running his hands over her cum slicked thighs. He held her warm body against his, letting the feel of her sweat laden fur rub against his skin. Wrapping an arm around her fluffy chest, he gathered her close. He picked her up, carrying her back to the shower.

“I already…” Vinyl suddenly said, protesting. Glancing down, she realized her entire lower half was covered in human and pony cum.

“Okay, maybe I could use another one.” She relented, settling into his arms as he turned on the shower.

Still feeling physically drained but satisfied, Vinyl sat patiently on a chair in the living room as she waited for King, tucking her hooves under her as she watched ponies walk past the house in the afternoon sun. She glanced over at the staircase as he walked down to join her, wearing the same odd blue pants, and donning a light green shirt that buttoned up the front.

“I thought maybe we could go out and have a little dinner.” He said, grabbing a small purse of bits from the table.

Vinyl’s ears perked up at the thought. She couldn’t remember the last time she had gone anywhere for an actual sit down night out with anypony.

“I could go for that…” She replied.

“We’re meeting a couple of my friends too.” King said. “Old friends. From way back.”

Her ears drooped again.

“Alright. Sounds…fun!” Vinyl said, feigning excitement.

Walking over to her, King reached out, brushing her mane back behind her ears, scratching her softly.

“Hey, don’t worry, we’ll ditch them later on. I figured you’d be too tired.”

The filly blushed as she looked up at him. “It’s not…” She stammered. “I just was hoping for a quiet time out.”

“Don’t worry. I think you’ll like them. It’ll be fun.” He replied. Leaning down suddenly, he scooped the pony up out of the chair, making her gasp as he held her closely.

“Want me to carry you again?”

“Don’t you dare…” She said angrily, squirming free as she dropped to her hooves.

“Alright, alright…” He said playfully, grabbing his key from the end table. Motioning out to the street, he locked up carefully behind them, joining the filly as they walked down the street into the heart of downtown.