“That was a lovely dinner dear, thank you for cooking,” Rarity called over her shoulder, levitating two used plates toward the kitchen sink of the Carousel Boutique.
“You’re very welcome Rarity” Fluttershy called back. “Y’know if you’re looking to make it up to me I might have a few ideas.”
“Oh,” Rarity replied with a single raised eyebrow.
It had been a long road getting to this point of their relationship. When the pair first started dating, Fluttershy was predictably nervous about sex. For the first few months of their relationship they moved very slowly, Rarity always mindful of Fluttershy’s inhibitions, careful not to push too hard. But as their relationship progressed Rarity noticed brief moments where she felt that Fluttershy was holding back rather than being timid. A quick nibble on her ear that was just a touch too hard. The way she would occasionally press her body forcefully but only for a second.
At first Rarity broached the subject obliquely, offering costumes that implied an unequal power dynamic. And while she and Fluttershy engaged in some highly energetic roleplay it was still obvious that Fluttershy was shying away from the more explicit aspects of control. Eventually Rarity had grown tired of waiting for Fluttershy to assert the power she obviously craved. So one night, after dinner, Rarity tied a deep crimson bow around her neck and put on a pair of black lace thigh high stockings, that contrasted perfectly with her alabaster fur. She then sauntered out of her bedroom with a note for Fluttershy. Written in perfect flowing calligraphy were the words; Congratulations on your purchase of your Raritytm model sex toy. You may use it however you wish to satisfy any and all your desires, there’s no need to be gentle. A bit bold perhaps, but that was the point.
Initially Fluttershy gasped and hedged but Rarity had simply responded with a demure, “How may I please you, miss?”
The first time had been messy and awkward but so satisfying. And ever since then Fluttershy had been willing to explore her dominant side. To her surprise Rarity found an enjoyment in being submissive. In public Rarity was expected to be confident, when she was running the boutique she was the sole authority, but here in the bedroom she had no say in anything, and that was strangely intoxicating.
She wasn’t entirely powerless though. There was a safeword; Fluttershy never gagged her, (though that was because Fluttershy enjoyed the noises she could coax out of her toy). And even in the absence of saying “hayburger”, Rarity had learned that she could influence her mistress in other ways. Fluttershy prefered frustrated whimpers to yelps of pain, mewing and pleas for mercy instead of sobs or demands. By altering her reactions, Rarity could alter Fluttershy’s actions even when she was physically helpless. Of course that meant little when her nether regions were on fire and Fluttershy was straddling her, politely asking her to recite the alphabet backwards until Fluttershy would offer the solace of her tongue.
As with all good relationships the pair had developed their own rituals and shorthand. A few nights of “training” had taught Rarity the consequences of being disobedient. Maybe it was the years of taking care of animals and small foals that gave Fluttershy a strength of will that Rarity found irresistible. Freed from her usual meekness Fluttershy was merciless, in the best possible way. No matter how much she would resist every training session ended with her doing exactly what Fluttershy wanted.
The two lovers left dirty dishes in the sink and hurried upstairs to Rarity’s bedroom. They stood at the edge of the bed kissing until Fluttershy finally spoke.
“Lie down,” Fluttershy whispered huskily into her ear.
The first lesson had been an education in what was and wasn’t a suggestion. It was a very short lesson. Nothing was a suggestion. All the words Fluttershy spoke in the bedroom were either questions or orders. And since there was no reply to “lie down,” it was very clearly an order.
Rarity sat down on the bed and eased her back against the satin sheets. Fluttershy slowly climbed ontop of her and started kissing her, her hooves moving gingerly up and down Rarity’s sides. Her wonderfully soft lips kissed her own mouth, then her neck. What started as a gentle tingling quickly grew to a powerful itch as Rarity felt her pussy grow wet. But despite her writhing and soft moans Fluttershy refused to do anything more than kiss her chest and stroke her hips. Instinctively Rarity moved a hoof down, hoping to provide herself the relief Fluttershy was denying her.
“No,” Fluttershy said gently but with reproachful bite of Rarity’s lower lip.
Rarity let out a high pitched yelp and promptly lowered her forelegs, gripping the bed sheet.
“Good girl,” Fluttershy purred. There was something about the way Fluttershy said those words that sent a shiver through Rarity. Fluttershy sat up, and looked down at Rarity, lying on her back, her hoofs entwined in the rumpled mess of sheets. “I’m sorry but I just don’t think I can trust you. Forelegs up.”
Rarity slowly raised her forelegs over her head, another command, amongst countless others that she had been forced to learn was not an option. Fluttershy leaned over, pressing her own body across Rarity’s snout and pulled out a pair of silk purple silk neckties. Soft yellow fur tickled her nose and Rarity inhaled the sweet scent of jasmine perfume.
Whatever their intended purpose, the neckties had since been pressed into service as Fluttershy’s favorite restraints. Slowly she looped one end around Rarity’s right hoof and pulled it tight enough to elicit a sharp breath. Then she looped the tie around the wooden beam on the headboard and tied the other end around Rarity’s left hoof, pulling it taught to Rarity could just barely feel her shoulders stretch. Her hind legs received the same treatment, coupled with a few soft kisses to her thighs for good measure.
Fluttershy slid a magic inhibitor over Rarity's horn. “Just to be safe,” she said with a quick peck on the cheek. “Now I am going to prepare for tonight's game. You stay here and don’t move,” she said with a cheeky grin.
Rarity could only whimper softly as Fluttershy walked away. She took a few deep breaths to try and center herself. Despite knowing it was an exercise in futility she tested the restraints. They weren’t tight enough to hurt, the silk was too soft to dig into her skin anyway. But they were secure, she could barely move any of her legs. In a way focusing on the silk ties helped to calm her down. Fluttershy cared about her, whatever her marefriend was about to do to her it wouldn’t hurt.
But oh god how deliciously cruel Fluttershy could be. Rarity flashed back to the night Fluttershy ordered her to pleasure herself over and over and over again until her pussy was raw and throbbing. Only then did Fluttershy take a turn, first making her whimper, then scream and finally Rarity finished her night begging Fluttershy to stop, promising to do anything Fluttershy wished if she could only get a moment of respite. That hadn’t even been the worse part. The gentle ministrations of Fluttershy’s hooves, soothing her nether regions after she had come more times then she could count, that’s what had turned her into a quivering wreck. Rarity shivered at the memory and her breathing became shallow.
Rarity didn’t know how much time had passed, it felt like hours. She heard the telltale squeak of her bedroom door opening. Rarity strained her neck but couldn’t see beyond the edge of the bed.“Good you’re still here,” Fluttershy giggled. “Now we can begin.”
Author's Note
This is my first clopfic.
I've written other stories with a different account on here, but this is kind of a test the waters situation. So if you like this and want more, leave a comment and or a like.
