Hunter paused to savor the moment. Pinned beneath him was the prey who had fallen into his hooves due to her inability to control her anger. Her chest was rising and falling slightly as she panted, a thin layer of sweat coated her fur which gave it a bit of a shine. The screams of rage she had been issuing earlier had died in her throat while her mouth stayed open in shock. Her eyes had widened and the pupils shrinking in size while they moisten a bit. There was no denying that she had been caught, trapped beneath him on top of this pile of Wonderbolt dildos.

As the seconds past, Hunter was seized with the desire to take her, here and now. His mind was already at work, showing him a tantalizing possibility.

Hunter grinned as he circled Lightning Dust, his prize for the night. She was seated on a Soarin inflatable fuck doll, it’s hard plastic dildo in her pussy as mare juice flowed down it. The pegasus’ front legs had been bound behind her as well as her wings. To prevent her from talking Hunter had strapped an official Wonderbolts dildo down her throat so that the sounds she could make were moans and the loveliest whimpers. Hunter had considered blindfolding her so that Lightning would be unable to see what he was going to do to her and when. Yet, had he done this, he would not have seen the look in her eyes as he pressed her face against the plastic look a like’s smiling one.

When he reached her lightning and starry flank, Hunter paused so he could look at her exposed hole. With a fanged grin he looked around for something he could use to play with it. Amazingly this store had an anal spreader. It was a blue, horse shoe looking object that, at its ends, had V shaped inserts that could enter a pony’s asshole while at the bottom end there was a bar that could be adjusted to open the hole more. Slowly he walked away, aware that Lightning was watching every move he made. So with great fan fare he took the spreader and held up high as he pretended to examine it. She looked at it with some unease, her body tensing in anticipation for what was to come.

Near it, Hunter also spotted some Clocktower Society Anal Cream. This cream had thousands of tiny magical crystals in it, so the label said, that could clean out the rear passage in case somepony forgot to have an enema. Not only that, it would also flavor the hole making it perfect for anypony who loved giving or receiving rim jobs. Heck, it was even strawberry kiwi. His favorite!

Grinning more widely now, the thestral approached his slave with both the spread and the cream tucked away under a wing. With each step he took, the smell of her arousal grew greater. He could see the juices flowing faster from her nether flower. Soon he would-

“So, what are you waiting for?” asked Lightning Dust, bringing Hunter out of his thoughts. Refocused, he saw that Lightning had shifted her eyes to look away from him as she spoke. “Are you going to fuck me now master? The game’s done so let’s get this over with.”

Hearing her talk like this reminded Hunter why he was here. Her tone reminded Hunter of those ponies who were trying to tough something out despite something bothering them or simply being in some kind of pain. Once more she was bottling up her negative emotions deep inside of her, if only barely. He could tell that he was having an effect on her by making her wear the uniform and then catching her. Even being in an area like they were now, surrounded by all sorts of Wonderbolt themed shops was proving difficult for her to keep those negative emotions inside. And he had something set up just for her.

“So impatient,” said Hunter, his tone harsh as he wrapped his hooves around Lightning’s barrel. With his best ‘evil’ smirk, the thestral flapped his leathery wing to take off from the dildo pile and out the broken window. “I had something very special prepared for this evening.”

It took several long minutes for Hunter to reach his destination: the school. Built to look like one of the massive school buildings in Manehatten; the building was four stories tall with a track and field as well as an indoor gymnasium separate to it. Hunter knew that some of the higher level members of the Society liked to regress the ages of their subs and bring them here; chasing the little fillies around the grounds before catching them for their own perverted fun. Many times Hunter had flown over this place any times to hear the high pitched squeals of pain and pleasure emanating for these grounds.

Skipping the main building, Hunter brought his prize towards the gym. He flew them towards the double doors which he instantly opened. Inside the gym was dark with only one light source at its center. Despite this, the ceiling had been magicked so that it would remain dark in order to give the building a very foreboding atmosphere. It was in its center where four chains that hung from the ceiling. Also in the center was a steel framed contraption that had various wheels on it in various random corners. Thin wires came down from the pitch black ceiling and into the wheels of the device. Lastly, there was a circle of mirrors around the device along with a table full of various other objects used in most City play. Hunter could feel Lightning shift in confusion within his front legs.

“W-What’s all this?” asked Lightning as the two flew towards the center, trying her best to sound strong as she did.

“Like I said, something special I had planned,” replied Hunter in casual tone before landing. After setting Lightning down, he touched one of the chains with his wings and listened to the chilling, rattling sound they made as it echoed across the room. Out of the corner of his eye, Hunter spotted Lightning looking around curiously as if trying to figure out what he had planned for her. “It’s not everyday that one finds prey like you, a pegasus that is actually as fast and skilled as an actual Wonderbolt. So I need something more…fitting. A bit more intense than what I feel Moondancer is ready for. I just hope you can handle it.”

Lightning snorted loudly while her eyes narrowed. “I can handle anything you throw at me master,” she said confidently.

“Well we’ll see,” said Hunter with a smirk. “Now, before we begin, test your bell.”

Lightning rolled her eyes. “Really?” she asked, but still complied with a sigh. Once the single chime was heard the speedy pegasus gave the thestral an annoyed look. “There, happy?”

“Very,” said Hunter with a sly grin.

Without another word, Hunter led Lightning to the chains. After ordering her to remain still, Hunter approached the table scattered with various items. He scanned over his options before grabbing some wing binders. These were made of a latex like material that were the same color as her uniform with a half ring in the middle in case he wanted to attach anything to it. Once he had them in hoof, Hunter walked over to Lightning while ordering her to extend her wings. Making sure not to damage any of her soft, well cared for feathers, Hunter slid the binders on each wing. As soon as the binder was fully on, the magical properties they contained began to tighten around the wings to render flight impossible while at the same time keeping them extended.

Once they were both on, Hunter proceeded to attach the chains. Quickly the stallion attached a chain to each of her front hoof straps before doing the same to the wing binders. Once they were all secured, Hunter moved towards the side of the building to where another chain was located. Using his front hooves, the thestral began to pull on the chain so that Lightning was slowly lifted up into the air. With every ‘clink’ of the slow moving chains, Lightning was lifted upwards with her front hooves over her head and it only stopped once her back hooves were an inch off the ground.

As Hunter approached his now helpless sub, he made sure he moved close to one of the wheels on the frame. Aware that Lightning had moved her head to watch what he was doing, Hunter made sure that she could see him reach under the wheel to pick up a fishing hook before he held it up high as if to examine it. The thestral knew how good a pegasus’ eyes were, even in the poorest light. They might not compare to the night vision that his tribe was blessed with, but she could still see the clean metal as he approached her. While Lightning didn’t make a sound of objection or demand to know what he had planned, the chains above her head rattled slightly

Now came the one of the tricky parts. Once Hunter was close enough to her rear left leg, he pierced the material of her suit with the hook. His ears picked up on her flinch followed by his captive trying to pull away. It was as if she were a foal, afraid of getting a shot from her doctor. Or perhaps she felt the metal brush against her coat as he did this, imagining that he had got a hold of her flesh as well. He eyed her for a moment before glancing at her bell which continued to remain silent. After waiting several moments to see if it would ring its continued silence told Hunter to continue. He moved carefully, always making sure that Lightning was watching him with either her own eyes or via the mirrors. He attached them to all her legs, barrel, and back until it looked like she was a trembling figure caught in the middle of a spider’s web.

“Hmm,” mussed Hunter as he watched Lightning’s eyes scan her body rapidly. “I think this might be a little too much for you.”

“What?” demanded Lightning, her trembling lessening slightly as she turned her gaze towards him. “This… this is NOTHING! You’ll need up your game big time before I even consider calling it quits!”

“There is no one here for you to impress with this false bravado,” replied Hunter calmly as he began to circle her, careful not to hit any of the wires. “Nopony will think any less of you if you admit that this is too much for you or if something is wrong.”

“The only thing that is wrong here is you ruining the mood, master,” snarled Lightning before she took a deep breath to try and calm herself. “I thought we were beginning a scene here.”

“Oh, this is still just the set up,” replied Hunter calmly as he opened his wings and flew up a bit so that he and his captive were face to face. “I still have one last thing to get before we begin in earnest.” Lightning seemed to pale slightly at hearing that, but otherwise didn’t have a response. With his best evil grin planted on his face, Hunter flew towards the darkened ceiling and when he came back down he had a thread in his mouth.

Once his hooves touched the ground, Hunter opened his mouth and the thread zoomed upwards back towards the ceiling. As it did, he saw that all of the hooks on Lightning’s uniform were pulling back towards the frame. And, from Lightning’s expression, she saw this as well. Before the thread could go too far, Hunter flew upwards and caught it with his teeth causing the pulling the Lightning was feeling to stop and lessen. Seeing that everything was working perfectly, Hunter brought the thread to Lightning before putting it in her mouth. Realizing quickly what was happening, she closed her jaw quickly right as Hunter opened his.

“Well now this has been quite the evening,” said Hunter as he flapped away, getting into the role he was going to play for the evening. “So much for Wonderbolts being the big shot elites everypony makes them out to be. If you were as half as good as the claims make you out to be, then I couldn’t have caught you so soon. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you wanted something like this to happen.”

“Fuck you,” Lightning managed to say between her gritted teeth.

“Ah, such spirit,” sighed Hunter lovingly as he landed in front of her. “I wonder how long that will last after we begin in earnest.” He then paused to chuckle darkly. “As you can see, you’re caught in my own special web trap. As long as you hold on to that thread in your mouth, you’ll be fine. But if you let go, well, I’m sure you know what will happen then. To be honest, I’ve never had a slut last more than two hours with this. They usually end up panting so much from the fun that it slips out. But perhaps an elite Wonderbolt like yourself will be different. I might even let you go if you impress me enough.”

Hunter was now directly in front of Lightning Dust. Gently he placed a hoof on her stomach where her teats were. He could feel how hard they were and that, compared to Moondancer, they were slightly larger. Grinning, he moved his hoof down the mare’s body until he reached the area close to her slit. The entire area down there was dripping wet with arousal, dampening the material fully.

“Oh my, this wet already and we haven’t even started,” exclaimed Hunter as he stared at the damp patch. “Maybe I didn’t catch an elite Wonderbolt but instead a whore on her way to fulfill somepony’s fetish.” Hunter took a step back, licking his hoof as his eyes trailed upwards to see the expression on Lightning’s face. Her own eyes were wide while her cheeks had turned scarlet.

With only a smirk, Hunter turned around and made his way towards the table. When he returned, on his right hoof was an item he was very familiar with: the purple claw that he used to cut through clothing. The claw was something he used often with Moondancer. With some of her extra bits she would buy second hoofed clothing from where she could find. Cheap stuff she would only wear once before Hunter caught her and cut it off of her, an act that both scared and turned her on. He had with him a few other items as well that he had hidden under his wings until he needed them.

He could hear Lightning’s breathing pick up as the clawed hoof was raised, one of the blades pointing at her like a finger. With great care, he got close enough so that the tip of the blade was touching the uniform right about where one of her teats should have been. Slowly he moved it around, trying to feel it out but it was a gasp by Lightning Dust that gave away its exact position. Hunter pressed in a bit more so that now he could easily cut the material until the nub was fully exposed. Once it was out in the open, Hunter couldn’t help himself as he moved in and gave it a little nip with his fangs. Lightning made a noise halfway between a cry and a moan, thrashing a bit as she did while Hunter savored the treat in his mouth. In spite of her smaller, lithe frame Lightning’s teats, when hardened, where indeed bigger than Moondancer’s while also being smooth. Yet taste wise, Lightning’s were a bit more on the salty side, probably due to how much she sweated.

Once Hunter released the nub and cut another hole to free the other teat, Hunter moved down to Lightning’s snatch. The air down there was amazing thick with the scent of her arousal while the suit dripped her nectar from where her covered petals were located. Again he pointed with one of the bladed clawed fingers, but instead of cutting the fabric off of her, Hunter pressed the dull flat side of the blade between her lower lips. He watched as her body tensed as it felt the cold steel through the material before he began to move. Back and forth the blade slid between her folds, creating friction in that area by both the claw and the fabric.

His ears perked as he heard the rattling of chains above him as well as the panting of the mare. “Well, seems like you’re enjoying yourself slut,” commented Hunter as he sped up a bit while pressing harder against her folds. Her lower body jerked helplessly in response, the chains rattling more than ever. Out of the corner of his eye Hunter could see Lightning in the reflection of one of the mirrors, her head slightly thrown back.

And then…he stopped. Glancing at one of the mirrors, he watched as Lightning lowered her head against her chest as she panted. Sweat was beginning to form on her barrel as it went up and down with every breath she sucked in through her clenched jaw. The only other sound she made was a growl of frustration, having being edged so close to an orgasm, only to stop short of its peak.

Once she had a moment to calm down, Hunter decided he’d best finish with the claw so he could move on. With the sharpened side he began to cut around her pussy, the soaking wet material falling to the ground when he finished. Now fully out in the open, Hunter could spot her clit poking out for anypony to see. Mare honey leaked out as her pussy winked uncontrollably in a desperate plea to be taken like the slut she was.

“Look at you,” said Hunter darkly as he stepped away from Lightning Dust, only looking at her through the mirror. He allowed a moments pause so she could raise her head a bit so that he could see her expression when she saw her fake Wonderbolt’s uniform highlighting her exposed area’s, quickly becoming even more of a parody of the real thing. Her jaw opened slightly as her lips quivered while at the same time her eyes portrayed shock. “I’ve barely even started and look how close you are to cumming. I had heard the Wonderbolts were fast, but I didn’t expect them to be fast in this regard. Or, perhaps you are just a dirty slut who hasn’t been played with in a long time. Now that I think about it, it does make more sense.”

Lightning’s appearance hardened instantly as her glare returned. “F-Fuck you,” she grunted.

“Other way around,” said Hunter calmly as he pulled out the next time. It was another favorite of his: the teat suction cups. Reaching around so that Lightning could see everything he was doing while using the mirrors as a guide, Hunter was able to get the suction cup into place. Once secure, the dom began to twist the knob at the top, cranking it as he watched the teat within get sucked up farther into the glass device. Lightning’s head thrashed a bit, her teeth gritted around the thread so tightly that he thought that she would snap it in half. When Hunter was satisfied with what he had done he quickly moved onto the second teat, pausing only to listen to a slight whimper that Lightning made. Hearing no bell ringing, the thestral assaulted the other teat with the device in hoof.

After Hunter was finished and satisfied with his work, as well as noticing that Lightning was staring solely at what he had just done to her, he moved in front of her. With his eyes fixed on the winking pussy, Hunter paused for a moment as he considered this. He had thought about writing over the suit in order to demean her further. Around both her teats he would have written things like ‘Wondermilk slut’ or ‘Pull here to see how fast I’ll cum’. Perhaps even drawing some lightning bolts near her pussy. Yet, for some reason, he felt like that wouldn’t be needed.

Instead, Hunter brought his hoof up to her snatch. After he made contact with her dripping wet flesh, the thestral dom began to press upwards to see how much of his hoof he could get in her. He moved slowly, starting with the tip before pressing it deeper into her warm, tight flesh. Her inside were pressing against him, while growing tighter and tighter with each passing moment. He could feel his cock coming out into the open as he felt her silky smooth walls and the increase of her mare juices. Above him, Lightning wasn’t thrashing this time but breathing heavily. Even though he barely had half of his hoof inside her cunny Hunter thought she might be hyperventilating.

“Clockface,” said Hunter as he pulled out of her. As soon as his hoof was out in the open air he opened his wings (which caused the last few items he had hidden in there to fall to the ground) to fly up so that he and Lightning were face to face. Even before getting to eye level, Hunter could see a relief hiding in the background of her anger.

“What was that about?” roared Lightning after he had taken the thread out of her mouth. “I never rang the bell!”

“I was concerned,” replied Hunter calmly.

“Well I am fine!” shouted Lightning Dust.

“You didn’t sound fine,” retorted Hunter. “In fact, I was beginning to worry about your safety. Perhaps-”

“NO!” screamed Lightning in pure rage. “I. Was. Fine! Whatever you can dish out I can take it, no problem. So get that through your head! Clockface!” As soon as she said that, Lightning opened her mouth wide and waited for Hunter to put the thread back in. However, Hunter stayed there flapping his wings while giving her an appraising look.

“We will continue,” began Hunter slowly and firmly. “But, if for any reason you feel scared or uncomfortable, I want you to ring that bell. If you don’t something bad could happen.” While he spoke, one of his hooves went over to touch one of the threads connected to her suit. He watched as her eyes followed his hoof before her eyes widened slightly. He could see her lips trembling a bit, but she gulped and seemed to regain a bit of the courage she had before.

“Look, I know what I can do,” said Lightning. “Trust me; I’ve done way tougher things before.”

“Trust is a two way street,” commented Hunter as he brought the thread close to her mouth. Knowing what he was going to do, Lightning opened her mouth to allow the thread to be placed back into her mouth before she closed it. “Now, before we continue, I want you to be honest from this point forwards. There is no shame in admitting that you are uncomfortable or nervous about doing something. Ring the bell or say the safe word, it doesn’t matter. Do you understand?”

Lightning rolled her eyes, but nodded in agreement anyways. She then said the safe word again which Hunter echoed before returning to the ground. Despite the scene continuing, Hunter didn’t feel like he should continue hoofing her. Even though Lightning had made a promise, Hunter felt unsure if she would actually keep it.

To that end, Hunter decided not to return to shoving his hoof into her cunt but instead turned his attention towards her teats. Looking through the glass he was pleased to see that they were ready. Starting with the right one, Hunter twisted the top knob several times and released the now sensitive teat into the open air. While he was tempted to bite on the reddened nub before him, Hunter pushed those desires to the side and instead focused on freeing the other one from its confines. Once they were both free, the thestral dom moved in close so that his warm breath could be felt in that area. Lightning squirmed a bit while her teats seemed to grow somewhat larger and harder. With a coy smile, Hunter stuck out his tongue to give it a light lick. Try as she might, Lightning couldn’t fight back a lust fueled groan the moment Hunter’s tongue made contact.

Good response, thought Hunter as he pulled his tongue back into his mouth. Looking down at the ground he spotted the last of the toys he had brought with him: clover clamps, a thin metal chain, and several weights.

He reached for the clamps first, picking one of them up before pressing its cold metal against Lightning’s teat. Her gasp was so sudden that she opened her mouth slightly, almost causing the thread to race out if she hadn’t closed it up again in time. He could tell she was looking down at him, watching him as he opened up the clamps and positioned them to capture her now sensitive nub. Her body trembled a bit, but Hunter gave it no mind as he allowed it to close. The trembling of the sub’s body continued along with the added sound of Lightning screaming while her teeth were still clamped shut. Glancing upwards, Hunter could see that her head was facing upwards towards the ceiling making it impossible for him to see her eyes or face.

Not giving her anytime to recover from this, Hunter attached the second clover clamp. As soon as it closed, Lightning’s body began to tremble even more. After a moment, however, her lower body suddenly became rigid before a blast of liquid shot out from Lightning’s nether lips. Several more of these thin streams followed and Hunter wondered if he had caused her to piss herself. Yet, it didn’t look like urine to him. The color was off and it smelt more like…

“A squirter,” muttered Hunter to himself as he looked at Lightning’s now limp body. Her head was now hanging low as she panted, somehow still holding the thread between her teeth. But it seemed like that was taking the last of her strength. Just by what he could see of her face it was clear that that orgasm had taken a lot out of her.

“Well I am slightly impressed,” said Hunter as he opened his wings again. Soon he was in the air, flying around Lightning Dust while avoiding the wire threads that surrounded her body. “That was some show. Far better than anything I have ever seen at one of those shows you put on. Perhaps, if you ask real nicely, I’ll let you down from there and give you a nice reward. Oh, you’ll still be bound of course, but at least you won’t be hanging from chains while holding your lifeline in your mouth. All you have to do is say ‘Please master, take me down and fuck me like the dirty whore that I am’.”

Lightning managed to lift her head up a bit. “Fuck…you,” she panted before her head dropped again.

“Tsk, tsk,” went Hunter as landed on the ground in front of her, all the while shaking his head. With one hoof he picked up the chain and attached it to the clover clamps so that they were now connected. Once finished he picked up the weights. There were four of them in total, each of them being fairly light in his hoof and weighing the same. All of them had a hook on the top making for quick and easy placement.

“I bet you think you’re being tough,” said Hunter coldly as he shuffled three of the weights on to his back and held up the last one on his hoof. “Pushing through things no matter what.” As he said this, Hunter placed one of the weights on the chain which pulled down on her still sensitive teats. Lightning bucked her hips at this while she yelped in pain. “But never taking a moment to consider the consequences of your actions.” Another weight was added to the chain causing more pain for Lightning. “Hurting yourself and others in the process.” A third weight was placed next to the first two and Lightning cried out again through her teeth. “Now think very hard about the next words that come from that slutty mouth of yours. Will you-”

“Sh-Shut up,” interrupted Lightning between her heavy breathing. There was a bit more bite in these words than all of the previous ‘fuck you’s’ she had give prior put together. It was clear Hunter had struck a nerve. “I-I won’t back d-down.”

Hunter slipped the last weight on the chain, causing her to cringe and cry out once more. “Another poor decision,” commented Hunter as he walked behind her and stopped when he was directly in back of her flank. He then got up on his hind legs and positioned his cock against her slit. “You know you’re at the end of your rope. How much longer can you hold on before you lose everything?”

With that said, Hunter thrusted his cock into her pussy as far as he could. Despite how tight it was his member slide in with little difficulty due to the heat and wetness. For a moment he paused so that he could savor the feel of her insides. Compared to Moondancer, she was far tighter even though she must have been used many times before now. It seemed to tighten on its own accord once all movement had stopped, holding it in a tight gasp as if trying to milk Hunter’s seed into the womb. A well trained pussy if ever he felt one. Looking around and into the mirror in front of them, Hunter could see how spread her pussy already was. It almost looked like he was about to split her in half. The dom also noted that Lightning was also eyeing that as well with a look that was difficult for him to get a read on.

Holding on to both sides of her flank, Hunter proceeded to fuck her. He pulled out quickly, stopping with only his head between her petals which begged him not to leave with their rapid winking, before slamming it back into her with all the force he could muster in this position. When he did this, the chain bounced off of her well toned stomach and into the air, pulling at her teats more before falling backwards. At the same time, Lightning threw her head back yet no sound came out. Not a whimper, cry, or moan. Not even the ring of her bell. She just looked up at the ceiling with her expression hidden from him.

This wasn’t the end. Over and over, Hunter thrusted himself into her tight hole using her not as a pony but as a cum collector. He pounded away as he watched the chain in front swing in every direction. More than once he thought that the weights would come flying off and break one of the mirrors. But he didn’t slow down. In fact, he managed to pick up the pace by using his wings! He opened his large, leather appendages and flapped them in time with his thrusts so that he would pull back faster as well as thrusting into her with ever more force.

Lightning had become more vocal. Over the wet noises of Hunter thrusting into her snatch the mare began to whimper softly. With each thrust, those whimpers became moans and cries of both pain as well as pleasure. Her head had lowered, allowing Hunter to see the war that was going on with its features. Her eyes seemed to go in and out of focus while her jaw muscles would loosen slightly before suddenly tightening up. It was clear she was fighting to keep her focus against the onslaught of pleasure Hunter was dishing out. All in an effort not to lose, to keep that thread in her mouth. Yet it was plain to see this was a losing battle. Despite how hard she was trying, Lightning’s eyes were slowly rolling back into her skull.

“No,” she moaned, her eyelids fluttering as sweat began to appear on her face. Hunter watched as she gritted her teeth even tighter than before. “W-Won’t lose l-like this.”

Hunter knew, however, her end was near. Her cunt was tightening up as her orgasm grew closer, desperate to have the salty flavor of his cum seep in and soak her pussy. To have his hot, foal making goo fill her every corner. It wanted it so badly that it was painful. Taking one of his hooves off of her flank, he moved towards her exposed clit with the help of the mirror. All it took was a little pressure to push her over the edge.

Lightning’s body went rigid once more as her second orgasm of the night hit her with enough force to make her eyes roll into the back of her skull. The walls of her pussy clamped down around Hunter’s cock with so much force that he was surprised that it didn’t snap off. It was enough to make him cum, shooting his white fluids as Lightning’s own sex juices shot out with even more force.

What happened next occurred in the blink of an eye but Hunter saw everything. Lightning must have tightened her jaw muscles during her orgasm for there was a sudden snapping noise that brought her back to the world. As the thread zoomed up towards the ceiling, the hooks connected to her suit began to pull in every direction. The pegasus looked at the mirror in horror at what was happened as if it were happening to her own skin. Her eyes darted around as her mouth opened while the material was being strained. Then finally, before her eyes, the Wonderbolts uniform she had been wearing was ripped to shreds. Parts of it went flying, some still connected to the hooks while others soared into the air leaving her with nothing but random tattered bits still connected to her body.

At the same time, Lightning began to fall to the ground as the chained above her were also released. Acting quickly, Hunter moved his forelegs around her barrel where he held onto her tight enough to help lower her to the ground. Once she was on the floor the thestral slid his cock out of her before moving in front of her.

Lightning made no notice of Hunter as he stood looking down at her. Instead, her gaze was on one of the scraps now laying next to her head a mere inches away. She made no gesture to reach out to it or anything of that nature, just staring at it as her eyes began to moisten. Looking down at her, Hunter had a feeling that the plan which had started the moment she put on the suit was coming to a close. Realizing what would probably soon happen, he got on the ground next to her so that they were now face to face. As shock filled her eyes the thestral wrapped his hooves and wing around her to embrace her.

“It’s ok,” he whispered gently. “You can let it out now.”

Silence filled the room for a brief second. Then, as more moisture filled her eyes, Lightning began to breathe more quickly and deeply. Her muzzle scrunched up before she whispered out “I…I lost my dream,” and the dam inside her broke. With her confession out in the open, all the pain she had kept to herself for so long came to the surface. Hunter couldn’t tell if the time it had spent buried had somehow magnified it or if it was just very strong. Regardless, Lightning Dust openely sobbed like a foal without remorse or shame, and Hunter didn’t think any less of her for doing so as she cried into his chest. He’d hold her for however long it would take, until she could no longer cry before taking her to Aftercare.

Followed, of course, with a session with a Den Mother.

Back in Hollow Shades, several nights later, Hunter was asleep in his bed while being the big spoon to Moondancer. Outside, past their heavy curtains, the sun was sinking on the horizon. Despite their alarm not ringing yet, the stallion could feel Moondancer beginning to stir at this time as a part of her subconscious knew she would soon have to get up to prepare her classroom. This motion also caused Hunter to slightly stir from his slumber as well, his evening wood beginning to make an appearance.

“HEY WAKE UP!” screamed a voice from outside followed by a hoof pounding on their window. As the two awake with a start the window shattered, spilling glass all over the floor before Lightning Dust fluttered in with a sheepish expression on her face. “Oops. Ah…sorry?”

For a moment, Hunter and Moondancer stared at Lightning wide eyed. The last time either of them had seen her was after she and Hunter had left Aftercare. The thestral had planned on taking the drained, both physically and emotionally, mare to see a Den Mother and to confess what had happened in the City only to be met with Lightning Wing. Upon seeing her mother again, Dusty broke down again before rushing over and wrapping her front legs around Wing’s neck. As Hunter began to speak, Wing cut him off and told him that she would take it from here in a tone that begged him not to argue with her.

After complying with this request, Hunter and Moondancer returned home. There they waited, sure that soon the Den Mothers would find out what had happened while counseling Dusty. If they had gone over the line with this, the best Hunter could hope for was a slap on the hoof warning or a short suspension. Yet as the days passed with no word from the Society, both of them began to fear that those in charge were considering a much more severe punishment. Perhaps, as Hunter originally feared, removal from the Society entirely.

As the two sat there, fearing what had brought Lightning to their bedroom, Lightning fluttered onto the end of the bed where she landed and sat down. As soon as her flank touched the glass free blanket she began to rub one of her front legs with the opposite hoof.

“I, er, well,” began Lightning before gulping. “Celestia, I didn’t know it would be this hard.”

“Lightning, how did you know where I lived?” asked Hunter as Moondancer used her magic to get her glasses.

“My mom,” was the reply. “I…wanted to talk to you and I started asking around. Heh, didn’t know all I had to do was ask her.” She paused for a moment to collect herself. “I…I wanted to say thanks. What you did was a bit extreme, but I can see why you did it. Everypony else who tried doing it the normal way only got their head chewed off. I guess my head and ego are a bit too thick at times. I’d probably be in the gutter in a few months, still angry, if you didn’t do that for me. But at least now I’m getting help.”

“Well, that’s nice,” said Moondancer in a tired voice as she eyed all of the broken glass. “But you could have knocked on the front door instead of bucking the window.”

“Yeah,” said Lightning in an awkward tone as she rubbed her neck. “I guess I got a little impatient. Again.”

“At least you’re doing better,” said Hunter quickly, noticing Moondancer glaring at Lightning.

Lightning let out a sigh. “I guess,” she said. “I haven’t told them all the details of why I finally decided to talk about my problems and they haven’t tried to press the issue. They’re just glad I did right now. But things still aren’t looking so great for me. I have to have a session with a Den Mother three times a week, got no job, no place to call home, my reputation at the Society and in Los Pegasus are in the tank, my fiancé has moved on, not to mention I’ll never be a Wonderbolt since that ship has long set sail. At least I’m still in the Society, so that’s something.”

“Well, I’m sure your mom can help you out again,” began Hunter as he racked his brain for more ideas on how to help.

“She is,” said Lightning slowly as she inched herself a bit closer. “I’ve been sleeping on her couch for the last several days. But I know I can stay there forever. Like I said, I made a mess of my life there. Nopony in their right mind will hire me even with my mom’s help. If I’m going to have any chance I need to start someplace new. With, ah, somepony cool enough to handle me.” She inched herself closer a bit more towards Hunter, eyes focused on him.

“Wait,” said Moondancer as she lifted Lightning up with her magic and placed her back where she started. “Wait, wait, WAIT! You can’t just move in with somepony you barely know!”

Lightning shot Moondancer a glare. “Like you’re one to talk four eyes. From what I heard, you two did the exact same thing!”

Moondancer’s cheeks turned scarlet. “The difference is I was invited to move in when Hunter saw where I was living! It’s completely different from what you’re doing now!”

With a sigh, Lightning turned to look at Hunter. “Ok, I get that we don’t know each other all that well,” she admitted. “But the thing is…I hate having a red collar. I need somedom who will be there for me to help keep me in check that I trust. Who will go that extra mile for me. And finding somepony who is almost as amazing as me is pretty hard to find. My mom sure trusted you big time and, after what happened in the City makes me think I can trust you too. Not to mention that the sex was amazing! No dom has ever done anything like that to my teats before.” Hunter opened his mouth, but Lightning just continued to talk. “Just give it a chance! I happen to be a more experienced sub than four eyes and can show her a few things. All I’m asking for is for you two to give me a shot and see if it’ll work out. If it doesn’t work out or if I’m not pulling my weight around here, you can totally kick my flank to the streets.”

Hunter lightly bit down on his lower lip as he thought about this. He could sympathize with her situation, having seen how she was treated in both Los Pegasus and the Slave Pens showed him just how bad her reputation had gotten. If she was ever going to improve she would need somepony to give her a chance. Not to mention that she was an attractive mare, though he still found Moondancer to be sexier in his own opinion. And it would be nice to have a more experienced sub around to help out. On the other hoof, he didn’t know all that much about Lightning. Everything he knew about her came from what other ponies told him as well as piecing things together that he found out. At least he had spent some time with Moondancer and learned more about her that way before he invited her to stay with him.

Slowly, he turned to look at Moondancer. “What do you think?” he asked. “We are together in all of this.”

Moondancer looked over at Lightning Dust who, somehow, had managed to create a cloud halo above her head and was looking at her innocently. This caused the unicorn to groan in annoyance. “I…I know when I became your sub you said there might be others in the future. Never thought it would come this soon however.” She then let out a sigh. “I guess we should give her a try. I mean, I was in sort of the same boat she was in for a while so I know how hard it is to get your life back on track.”

“Alright,” said Hunter with a nod before turning to look at a grinning Lightning Dust. “We’ll give it a couple of months to see how it works out. But the only way I’ll be tossing you out on your flank is if you really cross a line. If it doesn’t look like things are working out, then I’ll give you time to find a new place to stay. Sounds good?”

“Better than good!” said Lightning as she suddenly stood up. She flapped her wings once to get some air to take off with one hoof holding the cover. With a single motion she threw the blanket off the bed to expose Hunter’s evening wood before diving in front of it. “My new master’s cock,” she said while sniffing the air around it and licking her lips. “I’m so glad you said yes. It would have made things more complicated if they found out I forged your signature at the Society.”

“WHAT?!” shouted Hunter and Moondancer at the grinning pegasus.

Author's Note

Thanks goes to Manifest Harmony for the amazing artwork once more.
Another big thanks to Prof Shrinky Frod and Katarina Mau for their editing.

One more chapter to go!