Life With Benefits

It was a few years before we heard anything about our ex’s, Silver’s had gone through therapy to sort out his urges. Shortly after he began doing what he could to become a neurologist, hoping that what happened to him was just as the doctors said and had a cure. From what they told him it was a possible issue with his brain, in their words he was wired a little off.

But with diligence and dedication he could change. All that told him was he was broken, like a chemical imbalance in his head. And that became the sole focus of his work, finding what it was that caused it.

And if it could be cured not just in himself, but in others as well. As for my ex Rane Catcher, a wanted poster of him went up in the newspaper only a couple of weeks after he was admitted. He had sexually assaulted a couple of nurses and one doctor, according to the reports he often shouted that everyone wanted his ‘D’.

He was considered to be volatile and extremely dangerous, and anypony who spots him should be cautious. During the first few months of his escape he hadn’t been seen, but Twilight had requested the royal guards to keep watch over me and my friends. In his room at the institute they found a few drawings of me in sexual positions.

As well as a few stories about what he wanted to do to me. After a while the guards began to relax and simply roamed the streets, talking with everypony in town. Taking the time to get to know them.

It was a couple of years before they found anything of Rane. His shirt from the institute was found in the Everfree by Zecora, torn to shreds by timber wolves. While some guards wanted to believe he was dead, Zecora strongly advised Twilight to believe other wise.

Her reason and only bit of proof was in the hoof of one guard, “Tattered and torn it may be, but no blood of the pony we seek. I do believe he could still be alive, having the guards leave would be unwise.”

It was more than enough for Twilight to accept her words. And even still had me worried of when he could show up. The guards remained for several more months, though their relaxed demeanor had quickly vanished with the thought that Rane could show up at any moment.

For safety reasons I was instructed to stay with Rainbow Dash, or at the least in her home. With it being so high off the ground it would be easier for the guards to protect me. That is till one night I realized I left one of my books at my home, and I needed it to study for a test that week.

I had often checked with the guards and they had a routine of checking my home at random hours. A pattern that was suggested to them by Discord, at first they didn’t like the idea of it. But when he explained it kept the odds of Rane figuring out a pattern, they took it in hopes of catching him as soon as possible.

Knowing their last check of my home was only a couple of minutes ago, I chose to slip back in there to get my book. It wouldn’t take too long as I had left it sitting out just as you enter the front door. Walking in I soon discovered the book was missing from its spot.

Dust surrounding where I had once left it, combined with the new collection in the vacant spot, shown it was recently dragged off with in the last couple of days. Turning around thinking one of the guards had taken it, I soon spotted the book being held by Rane. I thought about jumping out the window and shouting, but I was too captivated by fear as he started to slowly walk towards me.

His eyes had a vacant stare, as though nopony was left in his mind. He gave a bloodthirsty smile as he grew closer and closer to me. He stopped for a moment only to shut the front door, in hindsight that was the best moment I had to run.

I tried to talk to him, tried to reason with him.

And in the last moments he struck me with my book as Discords words rang in my mind, “From what I managed to skim off the doctor’s report, your old rump buddy is long gone. There’s nothing to reason with or talk to. All that remains of him is a sex crazed monstrous fiend. You’re best bet, if you do see him, is to run and call for help.”

Attempting to do just that I found it was too late. Rane had me pinned to the floor, shoving my face into the wooden boards as he forced my hind legs apart. He was the first as well as the last stallion to ever enter me.

And that moment had marked the end of my care free life. It was several hours before he finally finished, and as he left me lying on the floor filled and covered. I watched as he reached for my book.

I wondered what he had planned to do with it, only to watch as he pulled a knife out of it. I began to sob fearing for my life. He drew closer and closer to me, the intent to kill filled his eyes causing his cock to become throbbing hard again.

I could only imagine why. He pressed the cold steel of the blade against me. I winced at the pain of him cutting into me slowly.

Closing my eyes I began to embrace the inevitable only to hear a loud bang, “GET AWAY FROM HER!” I knew that rough voice was Rainbow Dash, and at first I thought I had become delusional in my final moments.

Feeling a warm blanket followed by Silver Spoon, Apple Bloom, and Sweetie Belle hugging me. I opened my eyes to see Rainbow Dash beating him within inches of death. Rainbow didn’t stop till she saw him stroking his cock to the pain she gave him.

In response she gave a disgusted groan as she dragged him out of my home. The guards slowly came in, or so it seemed like it to me at the time, to arrest Rane for what he did to me. Twilight and her friends showed up with Discord to ensure he couldn’t escape any bindings they placed on his new jacket.

Rainbow even asked Discord if he could clean me up, and remove his seed from within me.

He snapped his fingers but gave a worried groan as he did, “The damage has been done and can’t be undone, but very well.”

We wouldn’t know how true his words would actually be till a few weeks later. It was then I found out I was pregnant with Lightning. For the longest time ponies would tell me to abort him, to get rid of him as soon as I could.

Many even claimed that regardless of how innocent he would be, it was only a matter of time that he would end up like his father. And it would be best to just end it, and live my life. In the end I chose to give birth to him, to give him his fair chance at life. It was around this time that many of my classmates, and even some adults claimed I knew he was there waiting.

That I wanted him to fuck me like he did, and some even claimed they were close enough to hear me begging for more. The only ponies to know the truth were the guards, Twilight and her friends, Discord, Silver Spoon, Apple Bloom, and Sweetie Belle. School for the next couple of years would be difficult, and life didn’t get any easier after graduation either.

But nothing made me prouder of my Senior year than Prom Night. It was the night Silver Spoon and I finally gave in to our urges for each other. For a while up till then it was kind of an on off thing with us, we’d flirt, tease, and even joke with each other. She did it to me because after some of the remarks I kept getting she refused to date any stallion ever again.

And I to her for the obvious reason that no stallion, let alone any pony, wanted to have anything to do with me after Lightning was born. Mares thought I was a slut, and stallions just didn’t want that kind of baggage as they say. For a while she and I would go back and forth as I did what I could to raise Lighting, it helped to bring me out of my depression at the time.

For the first few months after Lightning was born Sandy had often tried to get me to put him up for adoption. But regardless of her efforts, and despite who his father was, he was my little foal. And I loved him so much that I wouldn’t give him up for the world.

Rainbow Dash supported me in my choice to raise him, even Twilight did what she could to make my life a little easier. All of the element bearers did what they could to help out, but that’s all they could do was give a little here and there. They couldn’t help me forever, and I knew that.

But I was glad to have their help when they could give it. And even did what I could at the time to repay them for their kindness. As the years progressed I watched over him as best I could while going to class.

At first he was so quiet I almost had a hard time telling if he was there most of the time. But as he got older he became more active and a little fussy at times, often drawing attention towards us with a coo here or a cry there. Most of the time my mare friends would come over to us just to give him attention, I swear they would spoil him if they could.

But the stallions of our graduating class didn’t want anything to do with me. I had a foal and that’s all they saw, a responsibility that they didn’t want. Some even saw him as competition despite the fact he was only a few months at the time.

One stallion said he would date me, but I would have to ditch Lightning. I could never do such a thing to him, I grew up not knowing my parents and I wouldn’t have that for him. At the least he would know me, and that would be far more than I could ever wish for.

As our final years came to an end, Silver Spoon’s flirtatious antics towards me began to grow a little more each day. She even stopped dating stallions all together, her reasons were rather simple. Some wanted to just fuck her and be done with it, others knew she was rich and wanted her money.

Hanging out at Sweet Apple Acres she let her words fly about how she was done with all that crap saying, “If they can’t be mature or even provide for themselves, then why should I even bother having them around. I should just date mares if this is how most stallions are.”

“Ye~eup.” We were all startled to hear Big Mac as he came out of the barn, but quickly turned to laughter as he started walking back inside, “Not all of us are like that though, but those of us who aren’t like the rest are too far and few inbetween.” As he walked back in we heard some grunting from him only to see several crates on his back, “Speaking of ponies, how’s Cheerilee’s father doing?”

Most ponies thought there was something between him and Ms. Cheerilee, but no pony could prove that. AJ often said that his relationship with her was on a professional level, as he often did business with her father who owned the only tool supply shop in town. But even she felt sorry for Ms. Cheerilee, as she often seemed in the best of moods when she was near him.

When we told him he simply sighed, “Well I hope he gets well soon. That colt he has working up there doesn’t know the difference between a ball ping hammer and a saw.” We laughed to hear this as he grabbed his tool box and loaded it onto a cart before taking off.

We didn’t quite get what he was saying, but we understood what he meant. Snips had started working there to pay for the window he broke. And he didn’t know a single tool in that shop by name, let alone what they were used for.

As time for the prom drew near I did what I could to find a foal sitter for Lightning, I would have gone to Sandy but feared she would give him up to an adoption center. And that would be the last I would see of my little colt. Luckily for me Rainbow Dash was in town on leave from the Wonderbolts.

And she was more than happy to watch after him while I went to the prom. I went alone that night at first before meeting up with my friends, we all had dresses that matched in some small way. None of us had dates that night, and for good reason.

Diamond Tiara had learned her coltfriend was cheating on her, Apple Bloom broke up with hers simply because they had started to grow apart. We had all thought those two would make it to the end. Sweetie Belle couldn’t find a coltfriend that liked her for who she was, most liked her because she was cute, had a great singing voice, or simply wanted bragging rights for dating her.

As the night went on we danced, had fun, and even sang along with some of the songs. But as the night drew to an end Silver Spoon pulled me away from the crowd. Guiding me to the mare’s shower room she pinned me to the wall.

“Silver Spoon, what are you doing? What’s going on? I thought we were friends.” I was panicking unsure of what was going on, and in a way visions of that night I was raped slowly began to flash before me.

Wrapping her hooves around me she whispered, “I was hoping we could be much more than that.” I was a little taken back by what she said.

Slowly she pulled herself back from me, looking into my eyes to see the fear and worry. As she apologized she began to leave only for me to pull her back. As she came near me we locked lips, our hooves caressing each other’s back slowly as we embraced one another.

As we moved from the open floor and into one of the stalls we began removing each other’s dresses. Our hearts raced as we grew more passionate with each passing second. Turning the water on to try and mask my moans, I can still recall her matted fur as her tongue explored my marehood.

Her touch was slow, soft, and loving in so many ways I couldn’t help but slide to the floor wrapping my legs behind her head. As she stopped I wanted to beg her to continue but I soon felt the warmth of her slit pressing against mine. We blushed at the feeling of our gentle folds kissing.

Slowly she pressed her hips into me as she began to grind her labia against mine. We gave heavy pants attempting to keep from making too much noise, knowing it would echo off the tile walls and floor. Looking over I saw Apple Bloom blushing as she watched us.

I wanted to say something, but I soon noticed she began to maturbate to us. And in a way I found myself being turned on even more. I don’t know how many times the three of us came that night, but I know Apple Bloom was aware that I knew she was there.

This fact made the walk home a little awkward between us as Sweetie Belle asked, “So Scootaloo, you and Silver Spoon disappeared on us a while back. What happened?”

“Oh… we were just… talking...” I said nervously hoping I didn’t give away our relationship.

Diamond Tiara couldn’t help but tease us, “Oh right talking. None of us could find you two. Where were you talking, the showers? Have a little prom night romp?” We all laughed at her joke, though Silver Spoon and I had to fake our laughter.

We hoped that it would remain a joke till Apple Bloom spoke up, “And what if they did, Ah think it would be nice if they did. They do look cute together.” We all stopped and stared at her as she blushed and tried to cover her tracks, “Not that Ah would know anythin about that, or even know if ya’ll did or didn’t. A-a-and… Oh look Sugarcube Corner is open.” She walked into the shop ordering us all milkshakes trying to hid the fact from Silver Spoon.

The rest of the night went smoothly, and Silver Spoon had invited us all back to her place. Diamond declined because of working with her father, Sweetie Belle had the same reason with her sister. And Apple Bloom blushed as she stuttered that she was needed on the farm in the morning.

The evening left just me and Silver Spoon, as Rainbow Dash said she would watch Lightning till I came to get him. Silver and I spent the night together, holding one another at times before she got me going again. I still thank her for that night, and taking me as her lover.