Whirlwind Love

Whirlwind sat in the office on the couch she used during therapy as her mind raced over what happened. She felt around the collar and found it had a lock on it and couldn’t be removed. What if Tough Love refused to remove it? How would she go back to her command with it around her neck? Fear and confusion filled her as she watched the guests begin to arrive for the event. She couldn’t see them well over the bushes from the window so making out who they were was impossible. Whirlwind tugged at the collar again as her anxiety increased. She got up and began to pace lost in her thoughts. What if everyone made fun of her? She was stuck with this collar on. Owned by Tough Love, What did that mean exactly? What did she do to her to get her to agree? She had her own command, how could she be owned, why would she agree to that?

She kept stroking the collar as she stared down at the floor lost in her thoughts. The main hall was beginning to take on the sounds of voices, laughter and all the sounds you would expect from a party. Whirlwind hoped that there would be no one there that she may know. Someone she knew recognizing her would be horrible and word would travel fast. The collar would be spread all over Canterlot and the Guard Corps, the comments and whispers would last her entire life. The Guard Captain who would be Owned by another… such a title would ruin her entire career. Tough Love came into the room her hair all meticulously placed and groomed, her makeup dark and intense as the leather she had on her body. A riding crop floating behind her from her magic and obeying every command she gave it.

“Are you ready Whirlwind? Come over here.” She said in a strict voice and swatted the crop on her leg.

“I don’t know. I don’t know what to think.” She began pacing along the carpet.

Another crack rang out “Come here now!” She said in a more aggressive voice that shook Whirlwind and got her attention. She followed the order and walked over. Tough Love ran the crop along her cheek and walked along her side dragging it across her skin. “What is it that you don’t know about?”

“Everything. You owning me, the collar you have on me, the party, what happened in your room…”

A loud crack came from the crop and a piercing shot of pain from Whirlwinds flank. Causing her to jump a little bit and her tail to raise in shock. Then she felt Tough Loves hoof over the stinging skin rubbing it slightly.

“It’s simple Whirlwind. You Are Mine. I own you and you are mine to do with as I please. Yours is to do my bidding and please me.”

Whirlwind felt a strange feeling inside her. Feeling Tough Loves gloved hoof on her flank caused her heart to race and her temperature to raise. She didn’t understand what her body was telling her, she was in pain but her body was excited and she couldn’t get her tail to lower. It was as if Tough Love had cast some sort of spell on her and had control over her body and could make to do as she wished.

“But I am a warrior and a commander in the Royal Guard!” She exclaimed before another loud crack and shot of pain came over her causing her to whimper lightly.

“Not tonight.” Tough Love walked to her front and grabbed her by the ring on the collar. “You are relieved of duty, you are mine tongiht. I own you and you will submit to me won’t you? You will give yourself to me willingly and fully and live for my desires.” She said in a stern yet tender voice and again Whirlwind was stunned by her gaze and intensity and unable to resist her will.

“Yes Mistress” she said without thinking. Shocked at herself she clasped her mouth as the words escaped. Tough Love grinned and patted her head.

“Good Girl, Now we are going to join our guests. Stay beside me the entire night. If you wish for something you will asked me and follow with ‘Mistress’, is that understood?”

“Yes.”

“Yes Mistress!” Tough Love swatted her with the crop again harder causing her to leap a bit.

“YES MISTRESS!”

“Should someone address you directly you are free to chat with them and enjoy yourself, however you must remember to always be ready to follow me without a words notice.”

“Yes Mistress.”

“That’s better. Don’t forget that part. I don’t tolerate disobedience.” Tough Love turned and walked toward the door to the hall. Whirlwind followed as she had been ordered. Her body still tense and excited by this side of Tough Love. It was driving her crazy and she didn’t know why. Everything about this went against her being and everything she had been taught yet it was incredibly exciting.

When the door opened the room was filled with ponies talking and laughing, enjoying themselves. The ones closest to the door all bowed and greeted Tough Love following the greeting with ‘Mistress’. Did she own all of these ponies as well? Many didn’t have collars and eyed Whirlwind as she passed them following Tough Love causing her to feel a bit uncomfortable. Some of the ponies were dressed in leather and latex outfits, some had collars and leashes, some with just collars and being completely subservient to the one who was with them. Was this how she was supposed to act with Tough Love? She couldn’t behave in such a way, she has been trained to lead her whole life!

“Wait right here and do not move. If someone talks to them you may talk but you are to stay in this spot until I return.” She pointed with her crop and without thinking about it Whirlwind walked to the spot and stood right where she had pointed.

Tough Love walked up the grand staircase to a landing that overlooked the hall standing before the microphone. “Welcome every pony to our gathering. You all know me, but many of you don’t know one another. The point of this gathering is to let you all get to know one another, you all have shown a flare for my alternative treatments and this is the next step. Learning you are not alone and that it is okay to live, to have desires and wants and have them fulfilled. You all get that through different means, but you all have to learn that it is okay. This night is for you to celebrate what you have learned and how far you have come. Enjoy yourselves and everything there is to offer.”

The audience erupted in applause as Tough Love ushered the musicians to the microphone to begin their set and bowed before descending the stairs with an elegance and grace. She was a stunning sight. You would have thought she was royalty with how she handled the ponies and how they all responded to her, they adored her. Reaching the base of the stairs Tough Love motioned for Whirlwind to return to her side and she began wandering through the crowd introducing Whirlwind to people from all over but dominating the conversation. Whirlwind did as she was instructed and followed Tough Love and remained at her side all evening. If she needed something she would wait and ask always sure to end with mistress. She talked to various ponies who were curious about her. Some of her answers were vague as she was still uncomfortable but they were still interested in hearing what she had to say. She watched the others who were in a similar situation and had collars and tried to emulate them a bit which seemed to be what she was supposed to be doing. Tough Love would just smile at her softly with her ever piercing gaze which peered right into her heart. She seemed pleased when she would do the correct things following the queues from observing the others.

As the evening went Whirlwind had begun behaving more and more like the others and had begun doing it because she wanted to. Whenever she did things right Tough Love would smile to her and be attentive. Whirlwind wanted to keep her smiling so she would do exactly as she needed to. She didn’t quite know why she was willing to do it, but it seemed natural. Perhaps because she had lived her life in a family that was military. Everyone had to take orders from someone and being owned by Tough Love was just like being under the command of one of the Generals. Maybe this wasn’t going to be that bad after all.

By the end of the evening Whirlwind found herself standing tall and being a bit more comfortable in the crowd of ponies. No pony had made fun of her or looked at her oddly because she was so tall or because she had the collar hooked to her neck. She was being treated like everyone else, with the same respect. Tough Love had taken time to pet her and touch her off and on gently which would send lightning through her body exciting her heavily. She was beginning to like the feelings it gave her. It felt nice to have someone who wanted her with them and showed it even if it was only periodic. The time between displays made them even more enticing and sought after. Tough Love was bidding her guests a farewell as the night wound to an end and they bowed to her and Whirlwind until the last one was gone and the room was silent again.

“Whew. What a night. How do you feel?”

“I feel nice… I mean, I feel nice Mistress.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed yourself Whirlwind. I had hoped you would.” She pulled Whirlwind to her and kissed her with a soft and tender kiss that made Whirlwind blush again. She had never been kissed so much in one day by any pony. “Well I suppose we should get that collar off of you so you can return home.”

Whirlwind placed her hoof on the collar felt along it. “Can we maybe leave it till therapy, Mistress?” Whirlwind asked.

“Of course, if you are sure.”

“I don’t know but we will see. I can always come and have you remove it right?”

“Yes you can. If you are tired you’re welcome to stay the night here.”

“N-no that’s okay. I need to check in. I will see you at our normal therapy time.” Whirlwind said blushing brightly. She didn’t know why but in the moment she could have had it removed she didn’t want to. Tough Love gave her a kiss on the cheek and Whirlwind headed out the door to head home. Tough Love watched her with a smile on her face until she was out of clear sight of the light and closed the door.