You Woke Up Next To A Freak.
You slowly open your eyes, the bright light of the new morning eclipsed by the beauty of the mare before you. Half hidden under the silken rose tinted sheets, with a carefree smile upon her muzzle was Rarity. Even with a frazzled and tangled mane she was an object of flawless beauty, proper and elegant yet a complete “Dom” when hidden behind closed doors.
“How did my pet sleep darling?” She cooed with a melodic tone with her velvet like voice, the mere delivery of a sentence sending shivers down your spine.
“I slept better than ever my love.” You chuckle with a sly wink, watching her place a delicate hoof upon her cheek.
“I thought I trained you better than that.” She giggled with a soft eye roll, you would slowly sit up in bed and nod along.
“I slept well Mistress.” You reply a second time with a more collected tone.
“Good boy Anon. Now get dressed my pet, slowly this time.” Rarity would lean in close and nuzzle your cheek tenderly, you slowly slipping out from under the sheets.
Watching her slender frame sprawled under the sheets, slowly biting upon her lower lip gave you chills. You smile with delight as you would bend over before her, showing off the toned outline of your body. Rarity sighing softly as she watched you dress with those large blue pools, her small hoof tracing down her belly and across her thighs gently.
After slowly pulling on a clean shirt from the night before and a pair of black pants, you bent over to get your shoes on yet to your surprise felt a sharp lash on your backside.
“Hisss.” The cracking of a loud riding crop whip echoed across the room.
You could only wince in pain and turn around, a elegant black crop whip daintily held in the blue hue of magic. Long slender and umbra in hue, with a crimson red heart atop the tip.
“I know it to be rude darling, to play before breakfast. But I fear you failed to put on new pants, you know how I feel about filth.” She moaned aloud as she bent over on the bed, her round firm plot high in the air.
“Well baby. That was my only pair.” You try and joke yet feel a rougher lash across the back of your thigh, you yelp in pain as you fall to your knees before her.
“Excuses! Anon, I’m very disappointed in you.” Rarity sighs as she slips out of bed, cantering elegantly across her boudoir to a large white closet encrusted in shimmering jewels.
You watch in amazement and fear as the door swings open, within are toys of all kinds that serve only one purpose, to give pleasure as well as pain. Rarity pouted softly as her gaze flowed across various types of ball gags and masks, eyes locking on a bright pink gag quickly.
“Honey.” You sigh and stand up, your legs on fire from the rough lashing.
“Mistress.” She replied and floated the gag over to you, causing it to hover in front of your face side to side.
“Rarity!” You snap back as the whip lashes across your ass, you scream out in surprise as a second lashing smacks each thigh, forcing you down to your knees again in pain.
“Mistress! You pathetic mule!” Rarity huffs in annoyance, her coat fluffing out sweetly as she canters over, a stern glare across her face.
You want to speak out and try and reason with this mad mare, yet part of you knows another lashing would surely follow. You instead take a deep breath and wait for what she has to say, knowing you will not like the outcome.
“My dear pet, you’ve broken a few of my rules! So you must be punished for that, I will go easy and only give ten lashings this time.” Rarity spoke the crop firmly lifting your chin up, so your eyes will meet her own.
“Do you understand?”
“Rarity. Fun was fun, but no offense you are getting cra…” You feel the bright pink gag shove firmly into your mouth, your eyes widen in horror as it quickly clicks into place.
“Twenty lashings! For being so rude dear.” She flips her mane over her shoulder, eyes glaring to you in anger as she smacks the whip with a loud pop.
Her gaze demanding you bend over and accept your fate, Yet you can only scream out in a muffled voice and weakly stand up, hands lifting up behind your head to unclick the gag. This had to end soon, before it would go too far.
Or had it already?
Rarity smirked as you would disobey, her magic lifting a long string of anal beads out of her closet. The long and slender toy made out of perfectly round jewels, a few squared off to add a slight element of pain.
You could feel your hands buckle, they were soon encased in blue magic, that burned to the very touch. Rarity tsking aloud as she swung the beads towards you, it firmly wrapping around your neck as she slammed you down to your knees.
You would groan aloud in pain, the magic ripping the very clothes from your body. Leaving you both nude and cold, fearful of what would happen in this very room.
“Anon! You’ve been such a bad boy! I need to teach you to obey your Mistress, at all costs!” Rarity tugged the beads with much force, causing you to bend over completely, your ass high in the air.
The crop lifting high and lashing across the right cheek loudly, you try to scream but only muffled cries can be heard echoing through the room. Lash after swift lash slices through your bare skin, leaving a dark red imprint of a heart on the cheek.
Your toes curl as she tugs harder on the makeshift leash, cutting off your air just a bit as you gag aloud. Rarity giggling darkly as she can see the tears of pain running down your cheeks, the once proud frame of the man before her shivering in fear.
“If you must act like a mare, I will treat you as one!” She smiles wickedly and releases you from the leash, yet swiftly lashing you across the inner thighs.
“Get ready Anon, you will feel a slight bit of pressure.” She floats the beads in front of you tauntingly, her eyes flashing to her toy closet and picking out a lacy pink blindfold.
“And afterwards, oh my dear! You don’t want to…” She squeals in delight before the door swings open, Sweetie Belle walking in casually.
“Sister! I poured the milk in the cereal like you said, but it still started on fire…” She paused mid sentence, eyes wide in shock as you were kneeled on the floor nude, cheeks spread wide in shame.
“Mmmmprrh!”
“...” Rarity quickly hid the whip behind her backside.
“Mmmmprhhh!!!” You screamed for help gagged.
“....” Rarity never broke eye contact with her sister.
“...” Sweetie looked down slightly to the floor.
“I’ll help you then.” Rarity spoke in a serious tone, her sister blushing and rushing out of the room in a blur.
“Now you’ve done it! I have breakfast to attend, but afterwards you will regret it!” Rarity spoke sternly as you sighed in relief, maybe now you could escape this nightmare.
Yet to utter shock, you could feel the beads swiftly and not gently, be slid deep inside your innerself. You groaned aloud in pain, each bead entering deep within, without even any care or love. A loud pop could be heard as the last bead fell into place, a swift blur of pink flying out of the closet.
A pair of fuzzy pink shackles locking onto your wrists and ankles, you could feel hot blue magic lift you into the air and stuff you inside the cramped closet.
You wanted to plead for mercy yet the door slammed shut tightly, you were locked away in her closet of domination. Put away as her newest toy, hidden from the world until it was time to play.
