Whirlwind Love

“I don’t know what to wear!” Whirlwind said frantically searching through her closet and dresser for something to wear. “This? Or maybe? No those won’t work. How about … to plain.” Item after item of clothing landed on the floor behind her. She was a practical pony and never went out anywhere so she never needed much in the way of dress clothing but she wanted to look better than she normally looked for the event.

“I guess there is this.” She heaved a deep sigh as she unhooked the black dress her mother had gotten hear. Her mom told her every mare needed a little black dress in case of a pinch when she had nothing else to wear. Whirlwind had never worn it and wasn’t used to wearing something quite as feminine as a dress. If she had to then she had to, it was her only real option. With her outfit selected she ran in to take a shower and get herself done up for the event before heading out to Tough Loves house.

Hurrying to Tough Love’s house Whirlwind stopped and looked into a pond lit by the path lights to check her makeup and hair before going up to the front door. She had tried something different and left her hair down instead of braiding it and she wasn’t used to wearing makeup and had to get her mom’s help. As with all mothers, she had hundreds of questions Whirlwind had to keep dodging and she was sure she would get many more later on. She trotted up to the door and found it closed. Knocking on the hard wooden door with her hoof and fidgeting a bit, she waited for Tough Love to answer. This was the first time the door had ever been closed and she wasn’t quite sure if she should knock, just go in, or something else. As she stood there looking around rethinking her decision to come when the door clicked and opened and a butler stood in the doorway. He was a handsome pony standing perfectly straight and proper with his chin slightly elevated. His mane and clothing flawless in presentation with not a speck of dust or wrinkle on any of his clothing.

“May I help you?” He asked in a deep dry voice.

“I ... I’m Whirlwind Spear, Tough Love asked me to be here at 6PM?” she replied in a shy timid voice. Tough Love had never had anyone else there she had seen so where did the butler come from? He stepped to the side and extended his arm as instructing to enter. Whirlwind stepped into the main hall but there was no carpet or chairs, the room was largely empty with decorations hanging from the ceiling with some food tables around the edges and on the grand staircase landing was a small setup for a band of some sort. She walked around staring at the decorations admiring how lovely the room was accented.

The butler startled her as he began to speak “Mistress Tough Love will be out shortly, please make yourself at home. The other guests have yet to arrive.” He said in a stodgy proper voice, almost stale and programmed.

He trotted off to one of the side doors and Whirlwind was left in the large hall. The house had taken on a whole new feel. It felt intense even though it had the same beauty and elegance to it. The bold colors almost repressed the softer elegance of the wood accents as if they were being squashed under foot. Whirlwind had last felt this level of intensity in combat but this had a kindness to it as well. Wandering the room and examining the decorations and floral arrangements in dark colors with light accents she felt she had at least chosen the right outfit. The black dress she had on would fit in with the dark colors of the room well enough and she could become invisible as she always did at ceremonies she had as a soldier.

“Don’t you look stunning tonight?” A feminine voice called out from the therapy room. “Come over here and let me see you.”

“It was the only thing I had. I hope it will be okay. I did ask what kind of event it was but you never said, so I didn’t know what to wear. You had said dress up if I wanted and since this wasn’t our normal therapy session I tried.” Whirlwind said as she walked over. Tough Love wasn’t ready at all, she had her mane and tail in a towel and a robe on. She circled around Whirlwind looking her over from top to bottom taking a moment to run her hoof over Whirlwinds wavy grape juice colored mane as she walked along her side. Tough Love made a complete circle and lifted her chin up to the light and ran her hoof along the scar on her nose. It wasn’t a large scar but one Whirlwind was very self-conscious of. It showed brightly against her natural gray coloring and the white on her nose. To her it may have well been a giant beacon but Tough Love just looked at her with a piercing gaze that made her uncomfortable in some ways and in other ways warm. She couldn’t pin down what the feeling was she could only divert her gaze. Something was very different with Tough Love tonight. She seemed stronger and more direct and she simply kept staring and grinning.

“Yes you did very well, you look absolutely delicious. You will get quite a bit of attention I am sure. We may have to do something to lessen that for your comfort. Come with me I want to talk to you before everyone arrives.” She turned and started walking to hallway. Whirlwind followed concerned about the event more with every step. “Tonight is a special event for my other business. It works in line with my day job, but it has some nuances that some wouldn’t understand and so it isn’t widely known. It is actually why I moved out here. Every pony where I used to live knew what I did and it made my therapy sessions suffer. This area is secluded and no one can get to nosy.” She explained as she turned into a bedroom with a large four post bed, lovely furnishing and an exotic dressing wall near a vanity adored with all sorts of beauty items. Tough Love went over to the vanity and took a seat and unwrapped her mane and began brushing it out while turning to watch Whirlwind.

“Please have a seat on the bed if you like.”

“What kind of event is this? What other business?” Whirlwind asked as she took a seat on the bed. The bed was unbelievably soft and she sunk down into it like it was a cloud. The bedding on it was soft silk fabrics with inlaid patters of other fabric. The bed was made of a purple wood that was polished to a shine and blended nicely into the maroon wall colors with the dark wood trim. A few pieces of metal were attached at various points of the bed with small metal rings. Perhaps so you could change the beds configuration in some way. Whirlwind’s eyes examined the room and the furnishings amazed at how they all flowed evenly before settling her eyes on Tough Love.

“Do you remember that magazine you were looking through at our last session?”

“I … I don’t.?” she blushed brightly and looked away trying to play like she didn’t remember anything about it. Tough Love laughed which made Whirlwind look back her way before she finished brushing out her mane and disappeared behind the dressing wall.

“The one with all the leather and bindings. I saw you looking through it when I called you in. This event is going to be around that topic and other associated things. There will be a variety of ponies coming, some who like to dominate others, and be dominated by others, Some like being bound, some like doing the binding. I run a therapy business here and my other business is a form of therapy that is based around sex and a release of inhibitions. Opening ponies experience through natural forms of excitement.” Whirlwind saw her rob flop over the top of the dressing wall as she continued. “I didn’t want to tell you exactly what the event is because I was worried you wouldn’t come tonight. I think tonight may help you quite a bit with a variety of your issues … and I just wanted to see you. Will you stay?” She asked in a soft flat tone making the question seem rhetorical and that regardless of her answer, Whirlwind would have to stay.

“I guess. I mean I have never seen anything like this so I don’t really know what to think. There won’t be anything bad that is going on will there?”

“Not really, there will be some that are likely to be dressed up in their roles but nothing really bad will go on. I would like you to do one thing for me though for your own safety.” Tough Love stepped out from behind the dressing wall in a leather outfit with leather stockings and long gloves. The top of her tail bound in a tight leather wrapping that caused it to hang farther back behind her. Whirlwind turned bright red seeing her, she looked amazing. The outfit covered her but was form fitting and open enough it caused her imagination to run wild. The look she had in her eyes made her feel like she was being hunted. Her heart fluttered like prey being spotted by a predator, it was exciting her and she couldn’t explain it at all. “I need you to wear this.” Tough Love held out a piece of leather with a metal ring on it with a grin.

“What is it?”

“It’s called a collar, it goes around your neck. You look so pretty tonight several of the dominant types will take an instant liking to you. This will keep them at bay. May I?” Tough Love asked as she approached her. Whirlwind nodded lightly in agreement.

“How will this keep them away? I thought I was supposed to meet people?” she asked.

“Not away, Just at bay” Tough Love responded with a chuckle as she leaned close putting the collar on Whirlwinds neck. Whirlwind could smell her scent the shampoo and soap she had used and it was intoxicating. Whirlwind could only take a deep breath and close her eyes as her heart raced. “H ... how does it keep them at bay?”

The collar finally clicked into place around her neck and was very tight to the verge of choking her and caused her neck muscles to strain against it slightly. Tough Loves warm breath was right next to Whirlwinds ear to see to put the collar on properly. Her nose brushed Whirlwind’s ear lightly as the warm air ran over it making her squeak lightly.

“It keeps them at bay as it shows you are owned.”

“Owned!? What do you mean owned?”

“By me. You are mine now.” Tough Loves voice took on a much more seductive tone as she ran her nose along Whirlwind’s cheek and took place in front of her and stared in her eyes closely with an intense piercing gaze once again. “I own you now … or thats what everyone will believe and so they won’t try to make advances on you. It will keep you safe.” she said as she ran her hoof over Whirlwinds new collar. Whirlwind gasped lightly and leaned forward kissing Tough Love without thinking. As their lips met one another she realized what she had done and pulled away quickly and looked down blushing brightly. Tough Love lifted her chin and pulled her closely in by the ring on her collar and touched their noses together and kissed her back with a deep and impassioned kiss. Whirlwind began to relax as she drifted from the initial shock into the warmth of the moment as Tough Love pulled away from the kiss and stared into Whirlwind’s eyes.

“Are you mine? Do you give yourself to me for tonight?” Tough Love asked.

Whirlwind looked at her with fear and excitement in her eyes. Her body quivered and her throat closed on her for a moment. She couldn’t look away from Tough Loves gaze. She couldn’t resist her behaving like this. What was coming over her?

“Y … Yes. I’m yours.” She muttered out.

Tough Love kissed her deeply for a moment and whispered in her ear “That’s ‘Yes Mistress’.”

“Yes Mistress.” Whirlwind answered. Tough Love laid her back on the bed a bit and kissed her once more before backing off and watching Whirlwind’s reaction.

“Good Girl, now go wait for me out in the office. I will come get you when I am ready.” She ordered.

“O-Okay… I mean Yes Mistress.” Whirlwind responded as she walked out and back toward the office. ope to see s��