Spike's New Mansion

Deep in the ground floor halls of Spike’s new mansion, Rarity, Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie were exploring the mansion’s bottom floor and while they each had found a room that met to their preferences, they found nothing that pertained that the building was part of a scam. However, after discovering the green house and desiring to meet up with they’re friends, they found themselves lost in an endless hallway.

“I swear it feels as if we have past a thousand door frames! My hoofs are starting to ache!” Rarity spoke in annoyance and drama.

“We should have made it back to grand foyer. The trip to the green house wasn’t this long.” Fluttershy said, a little concerned.

“I don’t even remember how long the walk to green house was or how to get back.” Pinkie said with an nervous grin, to the annoyance of her friends.

They continued on, with the hallway seemingly unending until finally Rarity’s hooves gave in. “I give up!” She whined. “My hooves are going to fall off if we go any further.”

The other two mares were likewise tired of the constant walking. “Alright, I picking one of these doors and taking where it goes.” Pinkie Pie said, mostly just because she was bored.

“Pinkie, I’m not sure that’s a good idea.” Fluttershy tried to advise her but Pinkie ignored her and walked to one of the doors.

The pink mare opened a random door and entered it. Fluttershy tried to follow but the door quickly shut before she could enter. Fluttershy opened the door again but Pinkie was not there, instead she found another hallway.

“P-Pinkie!? Where are you!?” Fluttershy frantically spoke, constantly opening and closing the door, hoping to find Pinkie Pie.

“Fluttershy! Calm down, losing ourselves won’t help us.” Rarity calmed her frightened friend. “Maybe these are trick doors or something. They lead one person one way and a different path for another.”

“B-But where could Pinkie Pie have gone?” Fluttershy questioned, shaking all the while.

“I don’t know Pinkie but we won’t find her and the others if we stand here in an endless hallway.” Rarity reasoned. “I will that one of these doors on the right while you take one on the left.”

“Y-Y-You mean you want to split up?” Fluttershy’s eyes widened in fear, not wanting to be left alone.

“It will be alright darling, we will find the others a lot quicker this way.” Rarity tried to comfort her friend on the matter. “If anything, you can head your way back to greenhouse to relax or be lucky or just think happy thoughts.”

“A-Alright, if you insist.” Fluttershy sighed, not likely the idea of splitting up. “I just hope Spike and the others are alright.”

“You are not the only one darling.” Rarity finished with a concerned look on her face, especially in regard to her precious “Spikey-Wikey”.

Both mares chose a random door on their sides of the hallways and entered, hoping that they would find their pink friend and everyone else. Rarity continued onwards down the hallway, hoping that she doesn’t end up in some dusty old room. Strangely enough, her hallway had an ending with a door. She was slightly suspicious that this hallway had an ending while the one she was just in didn’t have one at all. Seeing no alternative, Rarity decided to enter.

“I swear, if this room is going to be some dusty storeroom or worse a dungeon…” She groaned.

Fortunately for her, that wasn’t the case. To her surprise and relief, she had found the dressing room she so adored.

“Oh thank Celestia!” She sighed in relief. “Finding this room again is a delight. Much better than a dungeon.”

The dressing room was exactly as she and her friends had found it, multiple in-door closets filled to the brim with clothes and costumes, vanity mirrors and desks for makeup and a table with sowing equipment. This room was a fashion designers paradice and Rarity was no exception. Like before, she was exploring the room and examining the clothes in the closets.

“Though these outfits are fit for a noble from a century ago, I can’t help but say that they are simply divine.” Rarity said, inspecting every dress she could get her hands on.

Her eyes then caught upon the provocative french-maid dresses her friend noticed before. Against her better judgement, she took one from the closet and began to inspect it, gaining a red blush on her face doing so.

“Goodness…” Rarity said, noticing how the dress did very little to conceal a women’s figure and assets, in fact, the dress took advantage of it. Her blush grew hotter on her face as she could not help but imagine herself wearing such outfits. Walking down the halls wearing clothing fit for a pleasure house in Las Pegasus, having everypony look at her stunning figure wanting to ravish her…

“Get a hold of yourself Rarity!!!” Rarity slapped herself out of her perverted daydream. “You are a dignified lady of fashion and style, not some skank who would wear next to nothing and throw yourself to any pony.”

Rarity set the maid dress aside and continued her inspection of the room. However, the maid outfit shifted a bit while her back was turned. Soon all the dresses, moved a bit, like someone was searching for the right outfit…

“It would seem that someone is in denial about my maid staff’s dresses.” The spirit of the Head Maid giggled in amusement, clearly noticing her blushing face. “Such a pity, this mare would have made an excellent maid back then if she didn’t act so high and mighty.”

The Maid’s spirit continued to observe Rarity as she continued her inspection of the room. Once she believed she had looked (and judged) about everything in the room, Rarity couldn't help but look back on the perverted dresses for the maids.

“Honestly…” Rarity sighed half-heartedly as she picked up the dress again. “What kind of mare would wear this and walk around practically begging to be taken advantage of?”

“The kind who is not afraid of her body’s beauty.” An eerie but sensual voice spoke in Rarity’s ear but what really caught her attention was that the dress in her hand moved and latched onto her.

“GAH!!!” Rarity screamed. “What in Celestia’s name-” Rarity tried to comprehend what was going on until a cold feeling took over her.

As her sight began to fade, she noticed that her own clothes were slowly slipping off. The maid dress she was so embarrassed with now took its place as she sight disappeared. After a matter of moments, her sight returned but what she behelled was that she was in a massive crystal container of sorts, she appeared translucent and outside the bottle, her body was moving and it wasn’t her that was moving it.

“Ohhhhh Myyyy.” The Maid cooed and stretched, reveling in having a body again. “It has been many moons since I was able to stretch and feel like this.”

Rarity could only gawk and stare horrified that someone had stolen her body. “W-What in the wide wide world of Equestria is going on?!? Who are you!?!”

The Maid’s focus returned to the trapped mare whose face was red in anger. She could only smirk in amusement on her predicament.

“You will forgive my poor manners, my name is Violet Breeze. I was the head maid to House Duskstar who once owned this mansion.” She introduced and explained.

“Duskstar? So there were previous owners but why did you take my body? Give it back!” Rarity frantically demanded.

“Apologies my lady, but I cannot.” Violet politely refused. “I require this body to resume my duties as head maid of the house and servant to the new Count of the estate.”

“New Count?”

“Indeed, that adorable yet absolutely handsome young dragon that arrived with you.” Violet Breeze said with a hint of lust and desire in her eyes.

“Spikey-Wikey?” Rarity tried to process what she meant but upon seeing her lustful face, she had a horrible realization. “You keep your filthy hands off of him!!” Rarity said in a slow and dark voice. However, her speech did nothing to dissuade the maid.

“I’m afraid that I cannot do that either my dear. After all, it has been so long since I had to ‘entertain’ a guest, let alone a new master.” Violet replied with a confident, eagar and perverted grin which only made the trapped Rarity angrier.

“You… Harlot!” Rarity spat venomously. “You just throw yourself to any stallion who comes in through the front door?!”

“Not always.” Violet replied causly. “As head maid, I not only ensure everything was in order within this mansion and making sure the other maids follow instructions but I would pleasure some of my mistress's guests, mainly to keep them busy.”

“Have you no respect as a mare!?”

“You are one to talk.” Violet retorted. “Don’t think I didn’t see that you were imagining yourself in one of my maids outfits or one of the banquet masquerade outfits.” She smiled deviously.

Rarity’s embarrassed yet heated blush returned in full force. “I-I don’t know what you are talking about…”

Violet couldn’t help but giggle. “You are such a filly.”

Rarity growled at that, some perverted maid with little shame was mocking her.

“Nethertheless, I must prepare. For my new lord will be here any minute.” Her perverted gaze returned. “For I need to show him that I can handle his needs whenever my mistress is not around.”

“Y-You leave Spikey-Wikey alone! Keep your sticky fingers away from him. If you do, I’ll rip your mane and face off!” Rarity vainly demanded and threatened.

Violet Breeze wasn’t frightened and instead sighed. “You really are a hopeless filly. You could’ve had a shot with the handsome drake but instead you wasted that chance.”

Rarity looked disheartened and lowered her head in shame. Spike was always kind to her, despite his obvious crush towards her. Over the years, she wondered if he would grow out of it but he always was eager to help her. Now instead of acknowledging her own feelings towards Spike, a harlot is going to pry him from her.

“Regardless, I must prepare as I have stated. Among those changes…” Violet Breeze continued but with a wave of her hand, Rarity’s stolen body began to change.

Rarity’s body began to grow a few inches, her bust expanded until the maid outfit could barely contain it and they jiggled whenever she moved. Her legs grew in height where the skirt could scarcely cover up her thighs. In fact if she were to bend over, her lavish panties would be plain to see for the viewer. On Rarity’s, or now Violet’s face, her lips grew a bit, some dark purple lipstick was placed on them, her flowing purple hair was shortened and pulled back, allowing the maid’s top tiara to be placed on her head. In addition, her hair was darkened to a darker shade of purple, betting her name. Finally, a perfectly sized beauty mark was placed upon her left facial cheek.

Rarity could do no more than look on in horror upon seeing her body turned into someone’s fantasy fetish of a maid from Prance. “What have you done to my beautiful body!?!”

“I made it more beautiful and different enough that my new lord won’t see too much of you as I tend to his needs.” Violet replied with smug confidence.

“I said, leave my Spikey-Wikey alone!” Rarity once again demanded but the maid was tired of her rants.

“I’m afraid that once he’s had some “quality time” with his new maid, he won’t be able to keep his hands off me.” She giggled deviously. “Now time to put away so you will not disturb my lord as he is being tended to.”

Rarity tried to defy her but she, in her spiritual form, was utterly helpless and could do nothing but watch as the devious maid cast a spell that altered her environment. From the colorful and bright dressing room to a dark and gloomy vault of storts with two other crystal bottles were located. One bright pink and the other was lavender…

“Oh Spikey-Wikey....” Rarity began to sob. “I could’ve protected you and instead you are going to a plaything to a whore.”

Spike managed to find the stairway to the lower levels after dealing with the wild scholar, Mythic Duskstar. Though she managed to coerce him into drinking a potion that made him a wild beast in heat, Spike was able to pull through and regain his senses. Cleaning himself up, the young drake set out to find his friends and find out why so many mares want to roll in the sack with him, regardless of how good it felt. Spike finally made it to the main floor and set out to look for Rarity, Fluttershy or even Pinkie Pie. Wherever his friends are, he just hoped that they are okay.

Spike continued through the hallways of the main floor, hoping for any sign of his friends. “Ok, now I’m regretting that this mansion is so huge.” He grumbled to himself.

Spike eventually began to grow tired of all the doors and hallways that looks the same. However, just before he was ready to give up looking on the main floor, he saw a light around a doors frames at the end of the hall. Taking a chance, he went down the fall and opened the door. What he found was a large dressing room filled with clothes, both casual and extravagant, if a bit out of date. Spike was instantly reminded of Rarity’s home and workplace at Carousel Boutique, albeit this one room had twice the amount of sewing material and equipment than her entire building.

“This room looks like it would be perfect for Rarity.” Spike commented. “Other than being a complete closet for me, this room would be almost paradise for her.”

He continued looking around to see if Rarity was here since she, Fluttershy and Pinkie would’ve inspected the main floor and would’ve most likely found this room. If Rarity was here then clothes and materials would be all over the place as the fashionetta looked for ideas for a new line of outfits. He did find a few clothes out and about but nothing that seemed like Rarity was here. However, he noticed an open closet, filled to the brim with maid outfits.... Very revealing maid outfits.

“W-Wow…” Spike said as he inspected the outfits. “I can only imagine out mares would look like if they wore these.” He was already starting to fantasize about what some mares would look like which caused his face to heat up.

“You don’t have to imagine my lord.” A sensual yet very eager voice spoke, startling him again.

“Sweet Celestia!” Spike loudly exclaimed. “Am I that easy to sneak up on!?”

Spike turned around but was left stunned when he saw a tall, busty, alabaster white mare in the sexiest maid outfit he had ever seen.

“Duh…” Was all Spike could say.

Highly amused by his reactions which Violet also found adorable. She felt it was time to make some introductions.

“Apologies for startling you, good sir.” Violet respectively bowed. However, doing so gave Spike a clear view of her massive cleavage which caused his blush to heighten.

“N-No problem.” Spike nervously replied. He had to admit, this maid was one of the hottest mares he had ever seen, possibly rivaling Countess Delilah. What caught his notice was that this mare looked like Rarity, much like how the other ladies he met looked like his friends. The chances of it being a mere coincidence was too great to miss.

“If you don’t mind me asking but who are you?” He asked as she returned from her bow.

“My name is Violet Breeze. I was the head maid of the estate under Countess Delilah Duskstar.” She replied.

“That’s funny. With a mare as beautiful as you I thought you would be another member of that Duskstar family.” Spike complimented.

Violet blushed and giggled. The drake truly knew what to say to a woman. “Your too kind but no I served the Duskstar family as my sister before me. In fact, I like to consider myself as my mistress’s right hand woman.” She recalled with pride.

“So you helped Delilah in any way you could?”

“Indeed.” She confirmed. “I helped in making sure guests find what they need, have a clean pair of clothes and even entertained them if needed.”

“E-Entertained?” Spike was almost afraid to ask.

“Yes. And if you would be comfortable with it, I would love to show you what I can do.” She requested but deep down, she was begging that he would say yes.

“I don’t see the problem but I’m looking for my friends, there’s seven of them, all mares. Have you seen them?” Spike asked, praying this mare would have some answers for him.

“Hmm.” Violet thought to herself. She hoped that he would immediately say yes to her “entertainment” but instead his first thought was the safety of his friends. Violet couldn’t help but smile and be impressed at his good heart. He was going to be a wonderful new master for her.

“Actually I have seen a few mares around the halls. They looked lost.” She said, saying the truth… but not the whole truth.

“Can you take to them?” Spike asked.

“I can indeed but please sir you are too stressed to continue on. Let me entertain you for my techniques can do much in relieving stress.” Violet reasoned, hoping to stall him.

“I really appreciate it but I’m just worried about my friends.” Spike genuinely said.

“I understand but it is better to fine them with a calm focused mind rather than a stressed and frantic one. They may be safe and sound with no trouble at all.” Violet once again attempted to persuade him.

Spike had to hand it to Violet, she was very persuasive. After all, he had seen how Twilight acts when stress and mania gets a hold of her. A shiver drew on his spine, recalling one such moment.

“...Alright, I’ll stay for a bit and see this entertainment you insist on having me see.” Spike caved in.

“Excellent! You won’t be disappointed.” Violet happily said. On the inside, Violet was ecstatic at finally having someone to entertain.

“Please have a seat.” Violet directed him to one of the fancy chairs near the center podium.

Spike obliged and waited to see what Violet Breeze had in store. Needless to say, he would be left speechless.

Violet Breeze went to one of the vanity desks and underneath the table portion was a red button. She pressed it with an eager look on her face and a whole opened up on the podium which connected to the ceiling. Violet then pressed another button and an old fashioned vinyl player appeared, which then started to play an odd feeling jazz music.

Violet Breeze then moved to the center pole on the podium with a sway of her hips which instantly captured Spike’s attention. The mare stepped onto the podium and began to swing and dance around the pole as the music grew louder. Spike was mesmerized by her dancing, unable to turn away as she swung around the pole, entering into all kinds of alluring and erotic poses, in perfect sync with the music. Spike was indeed speechless, more so when Violet began to strip some of her outfit, revealing her massive breasts, jiggling all the way as she moved. She ended into an extravagant position on the pole facing him as the music finished.

“U-Um… I-I didn’t think… You would.. Do that kind of entertainment…” Spike struggled to say as the maid was a true stripper fit for Las Pegasus.

“You like the dance, good sir?” Violet asked sensually.

“T-There… are no words to describe it.” He answered with a nervous smile and intense blush. He won’t deny it but her dance was among the hottest things he had ever seen. The large bulge in his pants was proof of that.

“Why thank you sir!” She cheered but almost immediately, her gaze shifted to a more desirous one and had began to approach him, cornering the young drake in the chair.

“U-Uh… Miss Violet-” Spike tried to speak but her finger silenced him as it landed on his lips.

“There is one other thing I can do to relieve all that stress you have…” She offered but Spike was more than smart enough to know what it was.

“B-But won’t Delilah get a little upset about this?!”

“Oh no, of course not. This is among my duties once she found her perfect husband.” She spoke casually.

“Wait.. What!?”

“Allow me to explain.” Violet sat on his lap and caressed his emerald spikes gently, all the while giving him a full close-up view of her large girls. “Countess Delilah Duskstar hired me and a few other qualified ladies to be the maids of the estate when she entered adulthood. But personally, she also hired us to distract a few would-be suitors. We would entertain them while also testing them on their character and endurance.”

“S-So you… test all her suitors?” Spike questioned, albeit with difficulty since he had a full view of her breasts right in front of him.

“That and if one of the suitors proved capable enough, the Countess herself would give them a try.” Violet elaborated. “There were a few who made to her bedroom but most ended up going home in shame that they couldn’t keep up.”

“Sounds like you and your maids had a fun job…” Spike commented.

“A bit but my girls and I began to grow bored with all those high-society snobs.” Violet continued on. “The Countess stated that the maids, myself especially, would have a special task, should she find her perfect soul mate.”

“W-What was that exactly?” Once again, Spike was almost afraid to ask, especially as Violent leaned in with a erotic smile.

“Should the mistress be away and her husband be lonely, then we maids would have the honorable duty to relieve his tension and provide him the attention he deserves.” Violet finished.

“Y-You don’t say…” Spike was now in panic mode, for well remembers that Countess Delilah had named himself as her husband.

“Indeed… Even though you had a session with my mistress first before me, I could tell you met her standards and after my little test, I know you are perfect.” Violet purred.

“W-Wait… Does this mea-MMPH!?!” Spike was cut off as Violet Breeze kissed him with full force, her tongue entering his mouth and danced with his reptilian tongue. Though he shouldn’t have been surprised that his has happened, he was nonetheless and could not help but melt into the kiss.

“MMMMMM…” Violet moaned as she kissed the young drake. Even though she was third in line, having this time with Spike was well worth the wait. He was a good kisser to begin with and she could feel his hardened shaft

The heated kissing lasted for a few more minutes until the need of oxygen forced them to separate. However, to her surprise, Spike initiative and grabbed her bodacious breasts and began to foddle them expertly.

“Ohhh… Master Spike. MMMMM” Violet cooed as the young drake played with her breasts. While he was doing that, Violet began to grind her pantie covered mound on his lap.

“Master huh?” Spike felt a little odd that she called him such.

“Yes (Ohhhh), I swore that (ahhh) once the Countess had found her husband, (oh… yes) he would earn the right that I would call him master (mmmm).” Violet spoke while moaning as Spike played with her breasts.

“A-And I guess I passed?” He nervously asked.

“Ohhhhh, you passed with flying colors my master!” Violet moaned as Spike pinched her nipples. However, her calling him master made Spike feel a little uneasy.

“You know… You don’t have to call me master.” Spike said, slowing down his foddling of her breasts. “You can just call me Spike.”

“No!” Violet aggressively replied, startling him. Placing her hands firmly on his shoulders, Violet looked Spike in the eye with a determined look on her face.

“I swore that the perfect husband for my mistress would be the only one worthy to be my master!” Violet said with utter surety. “Out of all the suitors who entered the manor’s doors, you are the only one who had the character that any woman would want in a husband and I can tell you have the equipment and skills to keep them satisfied.”

“W-Well… Thank you (I think)...” Spike bashfully said, not really used to such praise.

“That being said, as your new maid and since my mistress had to experience you first…” Violet then traced her hand down to his groin. “I must prove that I am capable in tending to your needs in her absence.” She finished with complete determination in her voice.

With such ardor coming from Violet Breeze and Spike cornered by this mare and likely he had no other choice to proceed with his mission to find his friends, he had to accept this little “test”.

“...Alright.” Spike sighed. “Show me you can please your new master.”

Violet’s face brightened and blushed at the same time upon hearing those words. She jumped at him, beginning a new session of french kissing. During said kissing, Violet removed all of her unnecessary clothing, leaving behind sexy lingerie and her maid tiara.

Violet then proceeded to remove Spike’s clothing, leaving but his boxers. Even from the bulge, Violet could tell that Spike was packing and she was indeed going to enjoy this. She moved herself down until she came face the bulge, licking her lips just on the size of it. Finally wanting to see it for herself, Violet removed his boxers, which allowed Spike’s hardened shaft to emerge once more.

“Oh my… So big.” Violet was amazed and aroused by Spike’s size. Oh yes, she was going to enjoy this.

Violet didn’t waste any time, as she shoved his shaft into her mouth. She was loving the taste of it and Spike was surprised that she was so eager.

“Ohhh Violet! So good…” Spike groaned in arousement.

Pleased with his reaction, Violet continued sucking and licking his shaft. While doing so, she began to finger herself, wetting her panties and a bit of the floor with her juices. Violet soon started to speed up as she sucked his shaft as she could tell that Spike was getting close.

“Oh… Man…” Spike groaned. “So close…”

Violet continued speeding up in using her mouth to pleasure her new master, until finally, Spike reached his end point.

“AHHHH!!!!” Spike yelled as he climaxed into Violet’s mouth, forcing her to swallow gallon upon gallon of his draconic cum. It proved somewhat easy for her to do, as she was experienced in this and she loved the taste of his cum. When it seemed like he was done for now, Violet removed her mouth from his shaft with a pop.

“Ah.. So delicious and flavorful…” Violet erotically said.

“Um… Glad you liked it.” Spike replied. “So… I think I’m satisfied.” He said quickly and with a nervous smile, hoping to get out fast.

“I don’t think so.” Violet once again firmly said, sitting on his lap and trapping him. “We haven’t gone through all of it yet.” She finished with a sensual but devious smile.

Violet lifted her form up and positioned herself just above his shaft. “Now I shall mark myself as your property master.”

Before Spike could say anything, Violet slammed herself with his cock, fully penetrating her drenched pussy.

“AHHHH” Both screamed from the pleasure. Violet was enjoying every inch of him. She had a few good sized stallions who tried to win her mistress’s hand but none of them felt this good. Spike’s shaft, its size, shape and mini barbs hit all the right places within her pussy, causing it to gush out her juices all over his lower regions.

Violet held Spike’s head close to her bosom as she continued up and down which allowed Spike to suck on one of her nipples, increasing the pleasure for the both of them.

“Ah… Ah.. Ahh.. Master… You feel divine!” Violet moaned as she continued pleasuring herself with his shaft. “I’m so jealous (Ohhh) that Countess Delilah and (MMMM) Miss Mythic got to you first.”

Spike just growled a bit as he continued to suck on her nipple and even started to bite it, causing Violet to scream with utter pleasure.

“I-I’m getting close again!!” Spike warned Violet.

“Do it! Release your cum into me my master!” Violet begged. “Use me, mark me as your property!!!”

“AHHHHH” Both screamed together once again as Spike unleashed another large load into Violet’s pussy while the maid unleashed a stream of her juices onto his cock and thigh regions.

Violet was panting like a runner after a long marathon but was in heaven after experiencing the handsome stud Spike was. Already in her mind, she was foreseeing future times, where she would handle his needs and couldn’t wait for it to happen.

*pant**pant* Spike huffed from that session. “So… will you show me where my friends are?” Spike questioned.

Violet could barely register what her master was saying as the pleasure rattled her senses. “Friends….? Kitchen…” Was all she could say as she passed out with a lust ridden smile on her face.

Spike lightly growled that this happened again but at least he was able to get an answer somewhat. “The Kitchen huh? Maybe I’ll find a clue there. Most likely I might be able to find Pinkie”

Feeling he should follow through with this one comment, he lifted Violet’s limp body and placed her carefully on another one of the room’s chair and made her deciently as possible. This was somewhat difficult since she ripped her clothes off when their fun began but fortunately, since they were in a dressing room, there were plenty of large clothes that could make a good blanket. With Violet Breeze taken care of, he left the room and searched for a way to the main kitchen, hoping to find Pinkie or Fluttershy.

After a good few minutes, Violet mumbled a bit in as she regained consciousness, noticing that she was well take care of and respected after the fun. She was very happy to have such a kind soul to be her new master.

“Ohhhhh Sweet Celestia!” Violet cooed. “Mistress Delilah was very right that she had found the right man to call her husband and Count of the Estate.”

Violet tried to get up but the feeling in her legs was akin to jelly at the moment. “Oh dear… That sweet face of a dragon is a complete stud. What a perfect match.” She commented happily as she once again drifted to sleep, dreaming about having another round with her new master.