Pearl Necklace

by Calico64

Rating: mature
Tags: Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Sex, Slice of Life, Anthro
Length: 5645

Pearl Necklace is out on the town looking for some fun. She might just get her wish.

A story about the daughter of the richest pony in Ranchtown. Pearl Necklace is bored out of her skull, and can't wait to get some excitement in her life, as if being the daughter of a billionaire wasn't enough. She remembers a place that was suggested to her before, and it looks like she may get her wish.

Published 2017-06-23 19:40:06 UTC
Last updated 2017-06-23 19:40:06 UTC

Chapter 1

My name’s Pearl Necklace, and tonight, my dad is out of town. Ranchtown is such a drag with all of its stupid college preps who have the collective IQ of a rock, and restaurants who serve food you wouldn’t feed a fish. There’s nothing to do! I’ve seen every movie (before their release dates) and seen all of those terrible rock concerts backstage. Tour season is over, and all of the shows are going away, making way for those boring holidays. Now the only good thing to look forward to is when Daddy gets me that beautiful diamond jewelry set for Heartswarming! I’ve dropped every single clue on his head from every which way, and there’s no way he’ll say no! I’m so excited!

Still, that doesn’t help me now, nor will it help me for the rest of the night. My driver’s been speeding me around every block of the asshole of Equestria, and nothing looks even decently entertaining. I just stare at my cellphone, flipping through messages, waiting for someone to save me from this boredom. I’m dressed in an orange skirt that goes down to my upper thighs, and a hot pink spaghetti string top. I got tired of wearing a bra, no matter how comfortable they

are in the beginning, they’re a pain in the ass at the end of the day, so my hulking breasts are bouncing almost completely free. I’m wearing my party skirt and there’s nowhere to party, what a bunch of crap!

I run my fingers through my long, red hair, and catch the slightest of knots. Frowning, I turn on my mirror app in my phone and make sure that my mane is completely straight. In the meantime, I also run my fingernails through my perfectly combed and pampered pink fur. I’m an Earth Pony, but who needs wings or an ugly horn? I’ve got plenty of glamour without such useless appendages.

That’s when it dawns on me, there was some place Coin Purse mentioned the other day. If I had such a thing as a friend, I guess she’d be the one, but the mare was a total slut. Seriously, banging a manager of a gas station? She tried to pass it off on the fact that he had a gigantic knob, but I know better. That whorse is in love with a guy who makes barely enough money for a rundown shit bag apartment. Seriously, if she didn’t know the best clubs in town, she would so be off all of my social media. I have an image to uphold.

There was one club she mentioned the other day in a text, and it has a very particular crowd that attends it. I look carefully through our messages, and there it is. The Cloft is supposedly where some of the more… unique stallions and mares go to have a good time.

“Driver.” I say in my stern, bossy tone I give all of my servants. “4488 Haystack Blvd.”

“Yes, ma’am.” He complies like a good boy and turns right at the next intersection.

Chances are that this is just another boring place with lame acoustics and cheap light shows, but who cares? It’s nine o’clock on a Saturday night, and I haven’t gotten any excitement at all! If I don’t get some kind of enjoyment tonight, I’m going to make this limo driver ride me around until he falls asleep at the wheel. The limo service said that if they cause a wreck, they’ll pay for the limo out of pocket, and wouldn’t that be some excitement? The limo service is one of the few businesses in Ranchtown that Daddy doesn’t own, but only because of some laws about owning every service in a local area or some stupid shit like that.

Then, there it is. To my surprise, the outside of the strip barely has any kind of marking on it, other than the address, which I can’t see very well with the tinted windows on the limo. There isn’t a window that isn’t blacked out on the building, let alone an actual sign outside.

“This is the address?” I look up to the driver with yet another stern look, and dark tone.

“Yes, ma’am.” The limo driver replies, obviously hoping that I will get out of the car so he could play on his phone or jerk off or something.

“Alright, make sure you’re here for fifteen minutes before going to the gas station, or I’ll make sure your supervisor knows.” I give my usual warning to these pests that slack off on the job. I take off my seatbelt as he gets out of his driver’s seat and walks to the back, opening my door as I get up and pop my back.

Without another word, I look either way down the street, thankfully it isn’t a busy part of town, there’s only a few cars passing. Worried that I’ll get mugged or assaulted? Awwww, you’re cute. I have my taser, and my mace to empty out in their eyes right here in my little pink, sparkly purse.

I walk up to the building, and notice that someone is standing against the wall, flipping a coin while he waits. To my surprise, he’s not badly proportioned at all. He’s a unicorn, and has beautiful purple fur, with a white mane. Though, it’s hard to see in the dark, from what I can tell, he’s gorgeous! His arms are just the right kind of muscled, and he’s wearing designer tailored pants with a suit and tie! I’d seen them at a fashion show a few months ago, he pulls them off, and the dark red matches his fur so very well.

Of course, the point of it is to play it cool around such a fine stallion specimen. I pretend to hardly notice him as I walk up to the black, metal door with the retractable peek hole in the top center of it. But as I am about to knock, the purple unicorn speaks.

“You can’t get in.” He puts his coin in his pants pocket, and looks over at me.

“What? What are you talking about? I could buy or sell this place if I wanted to.” I see him brush his mane out from over his eyes and look down at me with his violet orbs. I get slightly wet in my panties.

“Well, it’s not a matter of money, you gotta have a membership.” He says as he reaches into his dress pants pocket to pull out his smooth, shiny leather wallet. He pulls out a black and white card from it and holds it up beside his muzzle. “But, do you really want to go inside?”

“What kind of question is that? Of course I want to go inside, why do you think I’m here?” I look him dead in the eye, and once again, he gets that smarmy grin on his face, and I can’t help but wonder what he’s packing in those smooth designer pants of his.

“Then I will be happy to accompany you, milady.” To my surprise, he takes my hand gently and kisses the back of it. My cheeks flush, and it’s not going to be long before my pussylips start complaining to me about the slippery road conditions.

“Oh… oh my, what a gentlecolt.” I can no longer hold in my smile as I hook my arm with his and he starts to lead me to the door. I watch carefully as he knocks on the door twice, then he waits for a moment, then knocks on it once more. The peek hole slides open, and he holds up his card.

The door is opened by a very large, brutish earth pony, white furred, and black mane. His muscles could be measured by mountains, and to my surprise, I see that he is wearing nothing but a very small pair of black underwear. The black does very little to mask his massive member as it bulges in a tightly wrapped package, with two big balls hanging out underneath. I keep my arms around my new friend, and look up at him.

“By the way.” I say in a hushed tone as we walk through the door. “What’s your name?”

“Black Light, and yourself?” His violet eyes smile at me, and I smile back, not realizing I’m making serious bedroom eyes at him.

“Pearl Necklace.” His smile once again renders me putty in his hands.

That is when I am gifted with the most welcome sight, though also very unexpected. It’s a high class hangout! There are fine leather seats, books on bookshelves, stallions with cigars and fine suits, and servants walking around with hors d’oeuvres. The ladies are wearing cocktail dresses, with silken gloves, expensive jewelry, and none of them have mane cuts that you could find at your local barber. Collectively, the clothes they’re wearing are around a good two million bits. Though, for some reason, each of the servants are suited in very provocative ways. They have on tight, black leather outfits that show off their torsos, some of the mares even have their nipples showing. The blue furred servant mare in front of her is gagged with a leather strap, a choke collar, and her nipples are pierced with two crystals on either side of each of them.

Beyond the lounge, however, there’s a door with a window on the other side. The orange furred mare on the other side of the window is dressed much like the other servants, only her leather outfit resembles that of a scanty swimsuit, with bands of cloth coming down from her shoulders, only wide enough to cover her nipples, but still show off her pink areolas.

“Good evening, sir, how may I help you?” She asks him in a very sweet voice, and I would give anything to just reach across and pull her to me by her tits and molest the absolute hell out of her. However, I hold my tongue and try to keep a good stature with my new… friend.

“Hi, I’d like to have a room for my new friend here, Miss Pearl Necklace.” He says to the desk clerk, and glances a smile at me, which I’ve already returned.

“Yes, sir, what’s the number?” She asks, giving me kind of a puzzled look.

I look over at Black Light, seeing that he’s looking me over a little bit. Is he suddenly aware that I’m under dressed for this occasion? Maybe he’s looking at my nipples, which are more than likely poking out, but I don’t bother looking.

“We’ll go with three.” He says to the receptionist. She nods, and picks up three keys from the bulletin board on the wall beside her. She hands him all three keys, and he nods to her. Black Light leads me into the door next to the window, and we step into a very long, dark hallway with three working lights over head. The walls are very red, and the floor is a very polished, shining dark wood finish. He walks down the hall with me still on his arm, past many doors until he comes to room ten. He uses one of his keys to open the door, and reveal a very tiny room.

This room is literally around five by ten feet wide, and is completely black. There is only one light above head, and for the most part, the floors and walls look completely spotless.

All of the sudden, I’m not feeling so sure about this. This seems like something out of a horror movie, and for all I know it could be part of a huge pony trafficking ring.

“Ummm, Black Light? I don’t--”

“What if I promise you that this will be absolutely the most fun you will ever have in your entire life? By the time you leave this place tonight, you will most likely be coming back next week for more.” He looks me in the eyes once again, and there’s that smile again. I brush part of my hair back behind my ear, and blush as deep as I can. “Oh, and you’ll probably want to put your hair in a ponytail.”

Once again, I give him an odd look. What the hell could this be?

“Umm, okay?” I pull a tiny red, lavender box from my purse and pull out one of many hair ties, putting my hair in a ponytail as he instructed. “Are you going in with me?”

“No, not in this door, but I’ll see you when you’re done.” He motions for me to step into the tiny black room, and I do. “See you in a few minutes.”

He closes the door, and there I am, stuck in a little black room. The room smells of disinfectant, and cleaning chemicals, and the single light bulb over head gives very little in the ways of helping see the lower corners of the space. I stand there, fiddling with the ring on my right middle finger for a moment, and I am about to start trying the doorknob when I see a piece of the wall get pulled out of the left side. The hole it left was perfectly round, so I’m pretty sure it was precut. It’s down to my lower hip, and there is a very dim light coming from the other side.

I squat down to its level, and lean my head at an angle to look at the other side. Suddenly, something comes out from the other side and almost pokes my eye out. I jump out of my skin with a gasp, and lean straight back in a hurry. It’s a dick! My hand goes up to my muzzle, and I gasp once again. It’s gorgeous! A textbook example of a horse cock, just the right cylindrical shape, dark peach color, and veiny through and through. The penis is a bit droopy, but at least it’s semi-hard. I study it for a moment, and then look under it to see two low-hanging, gigantic testicles along with the dark brown fur of the owner’s crotch. I’m a little disappointed that the amazing schlong doesn’t belong to Black Light, but that feeling soon goes away as I lean in closer to the manly organ. The fucking smell on this thing! That beautiful, sweaty, manly scent fills my nostrils, and all the sudden I can feel my cunt soaking up my underwear.

“Ummm, you have a wonderful cock.” I say, and without even trying, my meek little voice seems to make his dick twitch. My hand inches toward it very slowly. “Did you… want me to do something?”

The stallion on the other side of the wall remains quiet, but I am given a start as his penis begins to bob up and down, as if it were nodding. After another moment, my hand grabs onto the enormous shaft, and I hear the one behind the wall let out a sigh. My palm rubs against the shaft slowly, in a short twisting motion. Already I can feel the flimsy skin begin to tighten.

The sensation of his hot prick growing erect godes me into shoving the head into my mouth, and rubbing my tongue all over the tip. It takes me a moment to notice that my hand is already working on my pussy through the soft, cotton fabric of my Canterlot Exclusive panties. They were a hundred bits a piece, but dear Celestia, are they ever so worth it! It isn’t long before his massive dong is inches from my throat, and my fingers move my now dripping underwear out of the way so my fingers can rub my wanting pussy directly. Fuck it, if I’m going in, I’m going full throttle! I pull off my panties, and my skirt, then take off my top to let my tits bounce free. Throwing my clothes to the side, I start gagging on his lovely dick.

His cock is at critical mass now! His solid length throbbed, and my tongue paints saliva all over his member. As my two fingers slide into my pussy, I am taken aback by a sound from behind me. Another hole popped open! I gaze into the hole’s dim light until it’s blotted out once again by yet another stud. This one is just about the same size, it looks like! I must be in heaven!

It takes me no time to start slobbering on that dick, and jerking off the former at the same time. I start switching my mouth to one after the other, my hands gripping them both and relishing the wonderful sensation of two studly dicks in my possession. I jerk one, create hard suction with my mouth on the other, and start fingering my soaked cunt ever so hard! Why did I never do this before?! It’s marvelous! Such control over these cocks, determining how fast they reach their peak, and feeling their twitching. The mere panting for breath I hear from them is enough to get my fingers going double time in my pussy.

I feel both of the dicks begin to twitch in a rapid fashion, and I pull my digits out of my snatch to grab hold of the penis in my mouth. Both of my hands pump the hot, precumming sex organs. My tongue hangs out underneath one of the giant dicks, catching the salty semen in my mouth and tasting its addictive qualities.

Then, it finally happens, the one to my right goes off like a firehose. Warm spunk splashes my face, and my chest, and my tongue feels the hot juice as it keeps cumming. Finally, the stallion’s huge rod begins to dip down as it is reduced to dribbling semen pitter pattering on the ground.

I figure he is done, and begin to concentrate on my first stud. He is ever so stiff, and it takes no time what so ever. With just a few licks on the head and two hands jerking his wet prick, he gushes all over my face, which begins to dribble down my neck and chest. His heaving breath is so satisfying, and for the first time in a while, I’m grateful for his kind service. I give him a kiss on the side of his softening dick, and let him go.

Well, now I’m sitting on a floor, covered in sperm, naked, and rubbing my aching cunny. My breath can be heard for miles, it seems, though that was probably just the close proximity of the walls.

The door opens in front of me, and there stands Black Light, a big grin stretched across his face and a holding a small container of clean wipes.

“Well, it seems you got through that with flying colors.” He extends his arm toward me to offer me the wipes. With a grateful nod, and smile, I take the first wipe and begin brushing it across my breasts, and chin. I take another and continue the process as I stand up. I start to turn around, and reach for my clothes.

“Don’t worry about that. We have people that will take care of your clothing.” He says and takes my hand to lead me out into the hallway. “You won’t need them for the next room.”

“You mean there’s more?” I don’t mean to sound anxious, but hiding it is quite an impossibility at this point. He nods and chuckles a little. Hand-in-hand, he leads me farther down the hallway, and as we arrive at door fourteen, I hear a small commotion inside. He unlocks it, and opens it to show that there are already four studs crowding the room. It’s a bigger room this time around, and the walls are red, much like the corridor, only this is a well lit room. The stallions are naked, and their hefty pricks are on full display as they stop conversing, and look at me in all of my nude glory. I try my very best not to look nervous, but that is quite difficult as I can’t help but examine their fully visible anatomies.

Then my eyes focus on the object in the middle of the room. It’s a pillory! The wooden head and hand trap stand open wide, and she can’t help but notice that a stallion with red fur, and a purple mane is holding a lock and key in his hand. I’m somewhat hesitant, but my trust in Black Light still holds as he leads me to the center of the black and white tiled room, where he leans me over, putting my head and hands into the wooden trap. The red stallion closes the pillory over my neck and wrists, and locks it.

Now my ass is in full view, and at my vantage point, I can already see that the four manly ponies are beginning to erect their manhoods at the sight of my entrapment.

“I’ll be back in a little bit, remember our agreement.” He says to the four stallions. The blue unicorn nods to him, and the yellow pegasus does as well. The red pony and the black pony, however, seem so entranced by my position that they barely heard him at all.

As Black Light closes the door, my face almost instantly gets full of cock. The red stallion presses it against my lips, easing it in in a gracious act of kindness, as it lets me get used to this angle. I do my best to create suction on his member, and he has no complaints as he puts his hand on the back of my head and begins to softly fuck my face with a hardening dong that fills my mouth to the brim, almost touching the back of my throat.

I slowly begin to get the rhythm of his soft thrusts into my gullet, but that’s when I feel two hands spread my ass cheeks apart. One of them got behind me, and is now basking in the glory of my exposed, dripping quim. Without warning, the dirty manwhore mashes his muzzle into my taint and begins to eat out my pussy like it’s a popsicle, and I feel a moan as it muffles against the face fucker’s erection.

That tongue! It pings against my clitoris, and works its way into my inner labia, lapping up my flowing juices and makes me continually whimper as I feel glorious sensations in my mouth and mewling slit. The other two stallions start to grow impatient, their grunting is very audible, but I can’t concentrate on the peanut gallery with a hot dick in my mouth and a tongue fucking my other end.

However, they demand to be noticed as both of them grab one tit each, and start to caress them, lightly pinching my nipples between their fingers, and even bending down to stick them in their mouths. The need to cum was ever growing, and my cheeks reddened with hormones beginning to stack. These studs are good, very good, in fact. Their technique is wondrous, and their tongues feel like warm jelly drenching every crevice of my pleasure centers. I didn’t know pleasure until this very night, and the hard dick in my mouth never ceases to give my oral fixation every bit of its love.

He cums in my mouth with the force of a tidal wave. Sweet, luscious semen blasts my inner mouth with hot jizz, and I can’t help but lap up his thick man juice at its source. As he finishes shooting spunk into my mouth, he pulls out from my muzzle, and I am free to moan as loud as I can as those nipple sucking bastards give me their all. They squeeze my mammaries, lick up my areolas, and flick my nipples with their tongues, making them as hard as they could ever be. The one sucking my left breast stops as he sees that my mouth is free, and it’s back to sucking horse cock for me.

Oh darn, I sarcastically think to myself, woe is me. His face fucking has a welcome gusto this time, and his throbbing dick pulses into my mouth as the other three continue to pleasure every other bit of me. One of them on my tit, and my pussy trade off, and I feel their switched places start to love on every bit of me in such different ways.

“Hey, she’s about to cum.” The new one at my mouth says, and I try my best to give him a stern look, but it’s not even plausible at this point. The one at my pussy stops with a dissatisfied grunt. With a cock in my mouth, I can only speak in vowels, trying to beg them to finish me off, but it’s no use. He continues to fuck my face and silence my every word.

These bastards are only drawing out my every lustful hate! The next cock forces me to drink his cum, but the tongue on my pussy only teases! He licks my asshole, all over my taint, and the pink part of my pussy, but my satisfaction never comes! He switches with the cock in my mouth, and my jaw widens with this specimen. He is huge! My mouth is assaulted with amazing horse sausage, and I love every mouth humping minute of it! Drinking more cum, muffled moaning, and denial of orgasms keeps up its steady pattern for what seems like forever! Leaning over like this is starting to take its toll, though, and I angle my back to pop a few times, and as if they could tell what I was thinking, all of them stop for that instant in time to allow me to stretch.

Then they just keep teasing me and making me fellate them, the sons of bitches are too good! Why won’t they let me cum!? I need it sooooo bad! I want to demand they shove their cocks in me all at once! Two in the ass and two in the pussy would be a-okay with me at this point! No, they never let me get a word in, I just keep drinking their sperm with a flushed expression, and a twitching, desperate pussy.

After what seemed like a lifetime, the door opens to show Black Light walking in, and he seems surprised that my face is spotless, but my belly is full of delicious cum. The red stallion greets him, and unlocks the pillory to release me, and I stand up. After a quick stretch, I try my very best not to bitch and whine about needing a hearty fuck!

The expression on Black Light’s face gives me all of the evidence I need, though. That little bastard planned this whole thing out from the beginning! My face crinkles, and I almost unleash my fury on him, but that is when he holds the final remaining key up in front of my face. Level three, the final round, what could possibly wait for me there?

After brushing off the other four asshole stallions’ gratitude, I walk out with the dark purple unicorn, and slam the door in their stupid faces.

“Alright, Black Light, we’re going to need to--”

“Have you enjoyed yourself?” He interrupts me, and after the initial need to backlash him, I grit my teeth and nod at him. “Good, then I think you’ll be thoroughly happy with the final room.” He says as he leads me to one of the farthest rooms in the end of the hallway, room twenty-three.

After unlocking the door, it slowly creaks open, and my heart flutters at the sight of what looks like the most amazing suite I have ever laid eyes on. The floor was thick, fluffy red carpet, and the wallpaper is sleek, beautiful off white papyrus color. The bed against the wall is Canterlot King Sized, which can only be found in the most luxurious of catalogues. The air smells sweet, like lavender, and the cool air conditioning makes my skin tingle with relief.

“Oh, dear sweet Celestia. This is amazing!” I walk into the room and plop down onto the bed, and I look over to see that Black Light is closing the door behind him, as he walks to the bed along with me, starting to remove his tie, and jacket. “Black Light?”

“Yes, this is the last room, and you have performed better than any mare I have seen pass through these walls.” He says as he removes his shirt, and begins to unbuckle his belt.

I slide off of the bed, and stop his hands from undoing his pants. I smile up at him as I begin to unbutton them myself, and lavish at the sight of his black, peach spotted penis as it flops out from underneath his underwear. I pull his pants and underoos lower toward his knees and my lips hunger as they gorge on his beautiful cock.

He soon finds out that I am not playing around as my hands clench both of his ass cheeks. His manhood grows erect against my tongue, and my eyes roll upward at the smell of his sweet, sweaty pheromones. His dick tastes amazing! My hands pull his pants all the way down his purple furred legs, and he kicks them away as he slowly begins to hump my mouth.

I pull his dong out of my mouth as my eyebrows furrow, scowling toward him.

“You need to fuck me, and I mean right… now!” I take my hands off of his hard on, and get up on top of the white comforter of the amazing feather soft bed. I stick my ass straight up toward him, and wiggle it a little bit. My red tail flops onto my back as I expose my nether region to him. I’m literally dripping onto the covers of the bed, my fingers stretch out my pussy lips, and my vaginal hole drools my juices as it waits for him. I look back to see he is simply staring at my very visible privates. “NOW!” I shout at him, snapping him out of his stupor.

With very little effort, he climbs onto the bed, his purple body in full view, muscled, and beautiful. With a squeal of excitement, I feel every inch of his thickness. He slides in so easily, and much to my delight, he begins to hump with such passion. His dick can be felt on every wall of my sopping tube. He reaches into the very depths of my tunnel, and pulverizes it! All of those licks, and all of those sucks could not measure up to a hot rod pumping into my cunt, and spilling my juices all over the covers. I grasp what I can with my clenching fists as he causes me to cry out with every push.

My orgasm is swift, but so very welcome. My voice reaches its peak with his rutting accentuating it, and my tits flop back and forth as a result. To my surprise, he grabs my mane by the ponytail and pulls back. The control he has over me, no other pony has dared to cross the line, but I don’t care in that moment. He can ride me, and he can spank me if I’ve been a bad girl for all I give a shit. With his hard cock pounding, and plowing my pussy, he has the reigns. The first orgasm sets off the chain reaction for the second one, which rumbles through my system. The very idea that a hunky stallion is taking complete control of me triggers my third climax, and as he lets go of my hair, my muzzle hits the soft covers hard, sweat spattering across the sheets.

I don’t even care that he cums inside of me, in fact I welcome it with every fiber of my being. The feeling of hot sperm cooling the fire in my quim has me break out in goose pimples, and gasping for breath. My hair tie had slipped off of my mane, which was now scattered all around my head, covering my eyes, and shagged out into a mess.

None of that matters. The afterglow keeps me happy in every facet of the word. Even when I feel the empty void of him pulling out of me, my ass plops over onto its side, sweat gleaming on every part of me.

I don’t remember what happened after that. At some point I passed out, but apparently he was expecting that, because he moved me to the top of the bed and tucked me in.

I wake up, and Black Light is nowhere to be found.

Not that I care about him in the slightest, but I still never got his number, nor any other way to contact him. My clothes have been dry cleaned, and folded to perfection at the end of the bed, and I inspect my purse to see that all of the contents are still there. They even left every bit I had in there, where they could have taken a few for themselves, and I wouldn’t have cared. A night like that is at least worth a couple thousand as far as I’m concerned.

However, upon further inspection, I find something in my purse that wasn’t there before. I pull out a black and white card, I hold it up to inspect it. It’s exactly like the card that Black Light showed the doorman, and below it is a sticky note which reads “Come back anytime.” Below that sticky note is a key, the number two key.

A small grin stretches across my face, and I whisper under my breath.

“Yes, please.”