50 Shades of Hay

CONTRACT

Made this day _________________ (“Commencement Date”)

BETWEEN:

(“The Domme”)

Ms Rainbow Dash of 301 Golden Wattle Lane, Canterlot, 4899.

(“The Submissive”)

Ms Apple Jack of Sweet Apple Acres, Ponyville, 1254.

THE PARTIES AGREE AS FOLLOWS

1. The following are the terms of a binding contract between The Domme and The Submissive.

FUNDAMENTAL TERMS

2. The fundamental purpose of this contract is to allow The Submissive to explore her sensuality and her limits safely, with due respect and regard for her need, her limits and her well-being.

3. The Domme and The Submissive agree and acknowledge that all that occurs under the contract will be consensual, confidential and subject to the agreed limits and safety procedures set out in the contract. Additional limits and safety procedures may be agreed in writing.

4. The Domme and The Submissive each warrant that they suffer from no sexual, serious, or life-threatening illnesses, including – but not limited to – HIV, Herpes, and Hepatitis. If during the term (as defined below) or any extended time during this contract, either party should be diagnosed with or become aware of any such illnesses, she will inform the other party immediately and in any event prior to any form of physical contact between the parties.

5. Adherence to the above warranties, agreements, and undertakings (and additional limits and safety procedures agreed under clause 3 above) are fundamental to this contract. Any breach shall render this contract void, with immediate effect, and each party member agrees to be fully responsible to the other for the consequences of the breach.

6. Everything in this contract must be read and interpreted in light of the fundamental purpose and the Fundamental Terms set out in clause 2 – 5 above.

ROLES

7. The Domme shall take responsibility for the well-being and the proper training, guidance and discipline of The Submissive. She shall decide the nature of such training, guidance and discipline and the time and place of its administration, subject to the agreed terms, limitations and safety procedures set out in this contract or agreed additionally under clause 3 above.

8. If at any time The Domme should fail to keep to the agreed terms, limitation and safety procedures set out in this contract or agreed additionally under clause 3 above, The Submissive is entitled to terminate this contract forthwith and to leave the service of The Domme without notice.

9. Subject that to proviso and to clauses 2 – 5 above, The Submissive is to serve and obey The Domme in all things. Subject to the agreed terms, limits, and safety procedures set out in this contract or agreed additionally under clause 3 above, she shall without question or hesitation offer The Domme such pleasure that she may require and shall accept without question or hesitation The Domme's training, guidance and discipline in whatever form it may take.

COMMENCEMENT AND TERMS

10. The Domme and The Submissive enter into this contract on the Commencement Date fully aware of is nature and undertake to abide by its conditions without exception.

11. This contract shall be effective for a period of three calendar months (“The Term”). On expiration of The Term the parties shall discuss whether this contract and its arrangements they have made under this contract are satisfactory and whether the needs of each party have been met. Either party member may propose the extension of this contract subject to adjustments to its Term or to the agreements they have made under it. In the absence of agreement to such extension this contract shall terminate and both parties will be free to live their lives separately.

AVAILABILITY

12. The Submissive will make herself available to The Domme from Friday evenings through to Sunday afternoons each week during The Term at times to be specified by The Domme (“The Allotted Times”). Further allocated time can be mutually agreed on by both party members on an ad hoc basis.

13. The Domme reserves the right to dismiss The Submissive from her service at any time for any reason. The Submissive may request her release at any time, such request to be granted at the discretion of The Domme subject only to The Submissive’s rights under clauses 2 – 5 and 8 above.

LOCATION

14. The Submissive will make herself available during The Allotted Times and agree additional time and location to be determined by The Domme. The Dominant will ensure that all travel costs incurred by The Submissive for that purpose are met by The Domme.

SERVICE PROVISIONS

15. The following service provisions have been discussed and agreed and will be adhered to by both parties during The Term. Both parties accept that certain matters may arise that are not covered by the terms of this contract or the service provision, or that certain matter may be renegotiated. In such circumstances, further clauses may be proposed by way of amendment. Any further clauses or amendments must be agreed, documented, and signed by both parties and shall be subject to the fundamental terms set under clauses 2 – 5 above.

DOMME

15.1 The Domme shall make The Submissive’s health and safety a priority at all times. The Domme shall not at any time require, request or demand The Submissive to participate at the hooves of The Domme in the activates detailed in Appendix 2 or in any act that either party deems to be unsafe. The Domme will not undertake or permit to be undertaken in any action which could cause serious injury or any risk to The Submissive’s life. The remaining sub-clauses of this clause 15 are to be read subject to this proviso and to the Fundamental matters agreed in the clause 2 – 5 above.

15.2 The Domme accepts The Submissive as her, to own, control, dominate and discipline during The Term. The Domme may use The Submissive’s body at any time during The Allotted Times or at any agreed additional times in any manner she deems fit, sexually or otherwise.

15.3 The Domme shall provide The Submissive with all necessary training and guidance in how to properly serve The Domme.

15.4 The Domme shall maintain a stable and safe environment in which The Submissive may perform her duties in service to The Domme.

15.5 The Domme may discipline The Submissive as necessary to ensure The Submissive fully appreciates her role of subservience to The Domme and to discourage any unacceptable conduct. The Domme may flog, spank, whip or corporally punish The Submissive as she sees fit, for the purpose of discipline, for her own personal enjoyment, or for any other reason which she is not obliged to provide.

15.6 In training and the administration of discipline The Domme shall ensure that no permanent marks are made upon The Submissive’s body nor any injuries incurred may require medical attention.

15.7 In training and in the administration of discipline The Domme shall ensure that the discipline and the instruments used for the purpose of discipline are safe, shall not be used in such a way as to cause serious harm, and shall not in any way exceed the limits defined and detailed in this contract.

15.8 In case of illness or injury The Domme shall care for The Submissive, seeing to her health and safety, encouraging and, when necessary, ordering medical attention when it is judged necessary by The Domme.

15.9 The Domme shall maintain her own good health and seek medical attention when necessary in order to maintain a risk-free environment.

15.10 The Domme shall not loan her Submissive to another Domme or Dominant.

15.11 The Domme may hoofcuff, restrain, or bind The Submissive at any time during The Allotted Times or any agreed additional times for any reason and for the extended periods of time, giving due regard for the health and safety of The Submissive.

15.12 The Domme will ensure that all equipment used for the purpose of training and discipline shall be maintained in a clan, hygienic and safe state at all times.

SUBMISSIVE

15.13 The Submissive accepts The Domme as her master, with the understanding that she is now the property of The Domme, to be dealt with as The Domme pleases during The Term generally but specifically during The Allotted Times and any additional agreed allotted times.

15.14 The Submissive shall obey the rules (“The Rules”) set out in Appendix 1 to this agreement.

15.15 The Submissive shall serve The Domme in any way The Domme sees fit and shall endeavour to please The Domme at all times to the best of her ability.

15.16 The Submissive shall take all measures necessary to maintain her good health and shall request or seek medical attention whenever it is needed, keep The Domme informed at all times of any health issues that may arise.

15.17 The Submissive shall accept without question and all disciplinary action deemed by The Domme and remember her status and role in regard to The Domme at all times.

15.18 The Submissive shall not touch or pleasure herself sexually without permission from The Domme.

15.19 The Submissive shall submit to any sexual activity demanded by The Domme and shall do so without hesitation or argument.

15.20 The Submissive shall accept whippings, floggings, spankings, canings, paddlings, or and other discipline The Domme should decide to administer, without hesitation, inquiry or complaint.

15.21 The Submissive shall not look directly into the eyes of The Domme except when specifically instructed to do so. The Submissive shall keep her eyes cast down, and maintain a quiet and respectful bearing in the presence of The Domme.

15.22 The Submissive shall always conduct herself in a respectful manner to The Domme and shall address her as only as Ma’am, Ms Dash or any such other title that The Domme may direct.

15.23 The Submissive will not touch The Domme without her express permission to do so.

ACTIVITIES

16. The Submissive shall not participate in activities or sexual acts that either party deems unsafe or any activity detailed in Appendix 2.

17. The Domme and The Submissive have discussed the activities set in Appendix 3 and recorded in writing on Appendix 3 their agreement and respect of them.

SAFEWORDS

18. The Domme and The Submissive recognize that The Domme may make demands of The Submissive that cannot be met with incurring physical, mental, emotional, or spiritual harm at the time the demands are made to The Submissive. In such circumstances related to this The Submissive may make use of a safe word (“The Safe Word(s)”). Two Safe Words will be invoked depending on the severity of the demands.

19. The Safe Word “Yellow” will be used to bring attention to The Domme that The Submissive is close to her limit of endurance.

20. The Safe Word “Red” will be used to bring attention to The Domme that The Submissive cannot tolerate any more demands. When this word is said, The Domme’s action will cease completely and with immediate effect.

CONCLUSION

21. We the undersigned have read and understand full the provisions of this contract. We freely accept the terms of this contract and have acknowledged this by our signatures below.

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The Domme: Rainbow Dash

Date:

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The Submissive: Apple Jack

Date:

Appendix 1

Rules:

Obedience:

The Submissive will obey and instructions given by the Domme immediately without hesitation or reservation and in an expeditionary manner. The Submissive will agree to any sexual activity deemed fit and pleasurable by the Domme excepting those activities outlines in hard limits (Appendix 2). She will do so eagerly and without hesitation.

Sleep:

The Submissive will ensure she achieves a minimum of seven hours of sleep a night when she is not with the Domme.

Food:

The Submissive will eat regularly to maintain her health and well-being from a prescribed list of foods (Appendix 4). The Submissive will not snack between meals, with the exception of fruit.

Clothing:

During the Term, the Submissive will wear clothing only approved by The Domme. The Domme will provide clothing budget for the Submissive, which the Submissive shall utilize. The Domme shall accompany the Submissive to purchase clothing. If the Domme so requires, the Submissive shall wear during the Term any adornments the Domme shall require, in the presence of the Domme and at any other time the Domme deems fit.

Exercise:

The Domme shall provide the Submissive with a personal trainer four times a week in hour-long sessions at times to be mutually agreed between the trainer and the Submissive. The personal trainer will report to the Domme on the Submissive’s progress.

Personal Hygiene/Beauty:

The Submissive will keep herself clean and presentable at all times. The Submissive will visit a beauty salon of the Domme's choosing at times to be decided by the Domme and undergo whatever treatment the Domme sees fit.

Personal Qualities:

The Submissive will not enter into any sexual relations with anypony other than the Domme. The Submissive will conduct herself in a respectful and modest manner at all times. She must recognize that her behavior is a direct reflection on the Domme. She shall be held accountable for any misdeeds, wrongdoings and misbehavior committed when not in the presence of the Domme.

Failure to comply with any of the above will result in immediate punishment, the nature of which shall be determined by the Domme.

Appendix 2

Hard Limits

No acts involving fire play.

No acts involving urination or defecation and the products thereof.

No acts involving needles, knives, piercing, or blood.

No acts involving gynaecological medical instruments.

No acts involving foals or animals.

No acts that will leave any permanent marks on the skin.

No acts involving breath control.

No activity that involves the direct contact of electric current (whether alternating or direct), fire, or flames on the body.

Appendix 3

Soft Limits

To be discussed with both parties.

Does The Submissive consent to:

• Masturbation

• Cunnilingus

• Vaginal intercourse

• Vaginal hoofing

• Anal intercourse

• Anal hoofing

Does The Submissive consent to the use of:

• Vibrators

• Butt plugs

• Dildos

• Other vaginal/anal toys

Does The Submissive consent to:

• Bondage with a rope

• Bondage with leather cuffs

• Bondage with hoofcuffs/shackles/manacles

• Bondage with tape

• Bondage with other

Does The Submissive consent to be restrained with:

• Hooves bound in front

• Hocks bound

• Elbows bound

• Hooves bound behind back

• Chestnuts bound

• Fetlocks bound to each other

• Binding to fixed items, furniture, ect.

• Binding with spread bar

• Suspension

Does The Submissive consent to be blindfolded?

Does The Submissive consent to be gagged?

How much pain is the Submissive willing to experience?  Where 1 is likes intensely and 5 is dislikes intensely

1-2-3-4-5

Does The Submissive consent to the following forms of pain/punishment/discipline:

• Spanking

• Whipping

• Biting

• Genital clamps

• Hot wax

• Paddling

• Caning

• Ice

• Other types/methods of pain

Sweet. Merciful. Celestia.

What? No… just wait a gosh-darn minute here, WHAT?! She… she wants to… Butt plugs!? Genital clamps!?

No. no, no no no no no no! No.

I… I don’t think I can do this… my mouth is dry, and my head is spinning. Just how in the hell can I agree to something like this? And it’s for my benefit? To explore my sensuality, my limits and safety?! Oh, come on! I scoff angrily. Serve and obey in all things, all things! I shake my head, this doesn’t seem real. Wait a minute, don’t they say that in marriage? Obey?

Actually, do ponies still say that when they get married? I shake my head, I’m getting side-tracked here… I scan over the document again. It only lasts for three months – is that why she’s had so many? She doesn’t keep them for very long? Or do they just get sick of it after a while? I mean, three months?! Every weekend!?

Granted, I didn’t have that much of a social life before I met her. And I see Rare and the rest of my family pretty much every day, but still… this whole thing doesn’t sound… practical.

And another thing – she’s my master? To deal with me as she sees fit? I don’t very much like the sound of that, or being flogged and whipped. Spanking probably wouldn’t be too bad, if a bit humiliating. And tied up? Well… she did tie my hooves together. That was… well, that was pretty hot, actually. Okay, maybe this whole thing won’t be that bad, but still... I mean – this is still a pretty big commitment, I need to seriously mull this over.

I scan the document for a third time. She won’t lead me to other Dominants, damn right she won’t! I mean, how would that even work? And who would she talk to about it? It’s not like there’s a ‘BDSM Anonymous’ club… is there? Is that an actual thing? I should look that up when I get the chance… Dang it, I’m getting side-tracked again. What else is here? Hmm… I can’t look her in the eye? Why not? That’s kinda weird…

I mean, it’s the only way I can get a glimpse of what she’s thinking… Well, that’s not entirely accurate. I never know what she’s thinking anyway, so... I yawn, what time is it?

I glance at the clock, on my bedside table. It’s late, really late.

My eyes sting, I should really get some sleep. Physically I feel like I’ve just bucked the entire orchard, and mentally I’m not much better. I climb off my bed, and silently slip into the hallway. All of the lights are off, everypony else must be asleep. I creep my way down the hall and slip into the bathroom, quietly closing the door behind me.

I take out my mane bands, and place them on the basin. The bathroom at the farmhouse is a lot smaller than the one Dash had at her house. Then again, everything is smaller after seeing how she lives – seriously, why does one mare need so much space?

I fish out my mane brush from under the basin cupboard, and begin working the kinks out of my mane. After a few moments, I set the brush down and stare at myself in the mirror. You can’t be seriously considering this? My subconscious asks, she sounds sane and rational – a far cry from her usual snarky self.

I shake my head, the only mare I’ve ever been attracted to – and she comes with a Celestia-damned contract, on top on all the other issues she has. I huff and I stare at myself. I furrow my brows and tilt my head.

Can I really do this? Am I submissive? Maybe I come off that way. Maybe I led her astray during our interview, and this just a huge misunderstanding. I mean, I ain’t the most sociable pony, sure. I’ll be the first to admit it – heck, I’d even go so far as to say I’m kinda shy. I spend all my time working the farm, and Rare’s the only real friend I got. I don’t know anypony in Ponyville, and that’s just a ten minute trot down the road. But am I submissive?

I don’t know… it’s a good thing that we’ll have a chance to discuss this further. Well, the soft limits anyway.

I yawn again. I’ll do some more thinking about this tomorrow, right now, I need sleep. I wander back to my bedroom and throw myself onto my bed; I’ll be able to think clearly, and decide what I’m going to do after I’ve had a good nights rest. I fall asleep immediately.

I’m walking down a hallway. Everything feels hazy, and clouded. Yet, at the same time: I’ve walked this very path countless times before. My hooves clop resounding along the polished tiles as I make my way towards my destination. I stop in front of a modern-looking hardwood door. The upper half of the door has a large safety glass window, reinforced with metal wire that criss-crosses down the entire length of it. Along the glass, printed in black bold letters is the word: Principal.

For some reason, I’m hesitant and nervous. I slowly raise my hoof, and knock to the wood of the door three times.

“Come in.” A voice answers, sharply.

I steel myself. Opening the door, I step through and close it behind me.

The room I’m in is vast and cramped at the same time. Directly inform of me is a large wooden desk, with a larger – old style leather chair behind it. With the back of the chair facing me, I can’t see the pony sitting in it. Beyond the desk and chair is a ginormous floor-to-ceiling glass window pane. Everything outside of the window is blurry and out of focus. Either side of the room are bookcases that reach the ceiling, there are no walls, just bookcases.

Slowly, the chair behind the desk turns. The sky blue Pegasus mare sitting before me looks severely displeased.

“Miss Jack,” she sounds disinterested and distant, “How many times have you been called into my office?”

I shift nervously, not meeting her gaze, “A-Ah don’t-”

“Thirty seven times, is the correct answer,” she sighs exasperatedly, “After all the talks we have had – after all of the detentions and attempts at rehabilitation, you are still tardy.”

I snap my gaze to hers, “I-it’s not mah fault! A-Ah tried-”

“I haven’t finished yet,” she replies tensely.

I flinch.

She runs a hoof through her scruffy – yet handsome – polychromatic mane, and loosens the red tie that hangs around the collar her white business shirt. She rises from her seat and gradually makes her way around the desk to me, “Since all other methods of rehabilitation have failed, I believe it is time to implement some… unorthodox practices.”

I shrink slightly as she approaches me, she stares at me with furrowed brows, “Assume the position, Miss Jack.”

My eyes widen, “N-no, Please! Ah promise Ah’ll be on time from now on!”

She narrows her eyes, “It’s high past time for that, Miss Jack. Assume the position.”

I glanced at her desk, “P-please Ma’am, Ah’ll do anything.”

“Miss Jack. I won’t ask you again.”

My ears flatten against my head. I can’t stop myself from shaking as I step towards her desk. I rear up, and place my front hooves on it. She casually walks around to the side of her desk, and retrieves a wooden ruler.

“I did not wish for it to come this, truly I didn’t. But you have forced my hoof, Miss Jack.”

“Y-yes Ma’am,” I keep my head down, and clench my eyes shut.

I gasp as I feel her touch me. Her hooves delicately slid down my haunches, and under my red plaid school-skirt. I tremble as she lifts my skirt over the lower half of my back. I quiver as I feel her hooves on my bare fur, tracing down my cutie mark. All too quickly, she removes her touch.

The wooden ruler echoes a resounding CRACK as it collides with my behind. I yelp. Hot, sweet pain floods through my backside, subsiding almost immediately and leaving me exasperated.

“You have brought this on yourself, Miss Jack.”

“Yes Ma’am,” I agree.

The ruler cracks across my behind again, I cry as I relish in the feeling. I can feel the sweat forming on my brow, I bite my lip. She spanks me again. And again. With each blow, my body burns hotter and hotter. I’m panting and sweating, and I can feel the delicious wetness building between my haunches.

The Principal gently places the ruler on the desk beside me, my punishment is over. I slump my shoulders and press my forehead against the desk. I can’t stop my heavy breathing, and I certain that my white button up shirt is soaked from sweat.

“Have you learned your lesson, Miss Jack?” she asks.

“Y-yes Miss Rainbow Dash, Ma’am.”

I can hear the mischievous grin in her voice, “I don’t think you have…” She cups her hoof under my moist, burning sex. My head jerks back immediately, and I cry out.

“In fact,” she circles her hoof slowly, “I think you are still in need of some ‘disciplinary action’.”

I turn to face her, wide-eyed and gaping, “P-please stop, Miss Dash.”

Her grin widens, “You don’t want me to do this?”

“N-no,” I shake my head.

She pushes her hoof further along my sex, and brushes past my clitoris. I gasp as my body shudders.

“You’re so wet, you naughty little filly.”

While keeping her hoof between her haunches, The Principal uses her other hoof to grab my cheek, I can’t look away as she leans towards me, “You are such a terrible liar, Miss Jack.”

She leans towards my face, her eyes slip close as she presses her muzzle against mine. My eyes fly wide as I feel her lips against mine. I can feel tears welling in my eyes as I moan into her mouth. Her teeth pull at my lip, forcing my mouth open. Her tongue strokes against mine as it invades my mouth. My eyes roll closed as her tongue slides back and forth long the length of mine, all the while her delicate hoof gently massages my sex, sending ripples of burning pleasure through my haunches.

She breaks the kiss, and leans her forehead against mine, grinning as her dark, crimson eyes gaze into my mine, “You are so sweet,” she breathes.

My cheeks feel like they’re on fire, “M-Miss Dash…”

She licks her lips, “What do you want, Applejack?”

Her hoof brushes past my most sensitive area again, I groan as I shudder, “Y-you. Ah want you.”

She grins. In one fluid movement, she grabs a hold of my body and slams me onto her desk. I yelp as my back connects with the wooden surface of her desk. I grunt as she rips my shirt open. Her mouth hangs slightly ajar as she gazes down at me.

“Applejack…” she breathes. I moan as her hooves caress my chest, and rest on my stomach.

“Dash…” I breathe.

“Tell me you want me.”

“A-Ah want you…”

“How badly?”

“D-Dash, please…”

“Applejack-”

“Ah want ya right now!” I cry.

She smiles, “I know,” she reaches over and grabs the wooden ruler beside me. My eyes fly wide as she press the tip against my wet lips.

“Are you ready?” she asks me.

I nod furiously, “Please, Dash. Take me now!”

She pushes the ruler inside me. I toss my head back as I scream, it stings slightly but feels so good at the same time. I try to steady my breathing, and prop myself on my elbows. I glance down at my neither region; the ruler is sticking halfway out of me! Rainbow Dash takes a firm hold of the ruler, and carefully slides herself onto the other half. I shudder as our sexes touch. She grins down at me.

She slowly arches her hips back, I moan as I feel the ruler moving inside of me. Dash's eyes close as she rocks her hips up and down, her wings slowly extend to their full length. She glances down at me with furrowed brows, “Sweet merciful Celestia…” she breathes.

She grabs the stifles of my hind legs, and pulls me closer to herself. I close my eyes as I moan loudly. I can feel the pressure building inside of me, I glance up at Dash. She has her eyes closed, and she’s biting her lip with a look of determination on her face. Her thrusts are gradually become faster and faster. Each of her thrusts feels like they push the ruler deeper and deeper inside of me, and the deeper she pushes it, the more intense my throbs of pleasure become. I arch my hips up, and try my best to match her rhythm. She groans, and pushes harder. My eyes roll back as my mouth falls open, the waves of pleasure that roll through me with every thrust is becoming unbearable.

I think Dash is nearly at her climax as well, because she’s completely stopped her thrusts. Instead, she presses her sex right against mine, and is grinding against me. I toss my head left and right. I don’t know how much more I can take!

“D-Dash! A-Ah’m gonna… Ah’m gonna!”

“I know baby, Argh! C-come with me!”

I can’t hold it in any longer. I scream out as loud as I can as I feel my body let go. The pressure inside of me releases, and rolls a wave of pleasure over my entire body. I squirm as I feel my hot juices leak onto Rainbow Dash's burning sex. And vice versa, I shudder as Dash comes, and leaks her juices all over my steamy sex.

My eyes are close as I relish in the bliss I feel. I half-open my eyes and peek up at Dash. She has the same look of satisfaction on her face, I smile up at her.

“Dammit, Applejack. You are so sweet,” she breathes.

I giggle, “You ain’t so bad ya self.”

She leans back, and slides herself off of the ruler. Then she takes hold of the ruler, and carefully slides it out of me. I squirm at the alien feeling. Once it’s out of me, Rainbow Dash holds the saturated ruler up to her muzzle, and tentatively licks it.

She rolls her tongue around in her mouth, and swallows. She grins down at me, “Damn babe. We taste good.”

I pull myself into a sitting position as I chuckle. She tossed the ruler aside, and presses her body against mine. I quiver as I feel our still wet sexes touching. She leans up and plants a quick, and gentle kiss on my lips.

“Applejack…” she breathes.

I lean forward and kiss her, “Rainbow,” I breathe as I break the kiss.

She presses her cheek against mine, and whispers, “Applejack, please don’t hate me…”

I smile, “Ah could never hate ya, sugar cube.”

She leans away from me and smiles sadly, “Applejack…”

My smile fades, “What’s wrong?”

“You need to wake up now.”

I blink, “Say what?”

She inhales deeply, and screams, “WAKE UP!”

“What the?!” I fall backwards. And blink, everything is wrong – my entire bedroom is upside down!

There is a knock on my bedroom door, “Applejack? Are you alright in there?” Rarity asks.

“Y-yeah, Ah’m fine,” I croak.

“There is a stallion here with a package for you.” Rare tells me through the door.

I push myself away from my bed sheets, and fall onto the hardwood floor, “A package?”

“That’s right, he’s waiting downstairs for you.”

“Okay, A-Ah’ll be right down!”

There is a brief moment of silence, “Are you sure you’re alright?”

I climb to my hooves, “Ah’m just peachy, Rare. Ah’ll be down in a minute.”

“Very well then,” I hear the creak of floorboards as Rarity trots away from my door.

I sigh, and wipe my brow, dodged an arrow there… I crane my neck and glance at the alarm clock on my bedside table. It’s eight in the morning. Sweet merciful Celestia! I must have been out like a lamp to have slept in this late. But then, it’s not my fault! Stupid sexy Rainbow Dash…

I blink. I can remember my dream. I’m never able to remember my dreams. I can remember everything… Rainbow Dash's skilful hooves, her sweet lips. I blush, and bite my lip. Yeah… I’d say that was a pretty good excuse for sleeping in…

I glance back at my bed, my mouth falls open. My bed sheets are a complete mess, and lie in a crumpled heap beside my bed, but that’s not what caused my mouth to fall open. No, it’s the huge wet patch in the center of my bed. I blink. I wet the bed?! I haven’t wet the bed since I was a little filly… little filly. I feel a sweet and delightful squirming between my haunches.

I shake my head, Dammit Dash! Why’d you have to be so damned good looking? Why do you have to affect me like this? I glance back at my bed, uneasily. I’ll fix that up later, I grab my crumpled sheets and toss them loosely over the stain – that’ll have to do until I can properly take care of it. I make my out of my room. Closing the door behind me, trotting into the bathroom, I hastily brush my mane into my signature style and tie it off with a mane band. Okay, now that I look more presentable, I make my way downstairs, into the living room.

Sure enough, Rarity and a white stallion are waiting for me.

When Rare spots me, and smiles, “Ah, there you are – I’ll go and make some coffee, shall I?” Without waiting for a reply, Rare leaves me alone with the stallion. He gazes at me impassively, he has a beige delivery uniform covering most of his body, and his mane is short, dark and trimmed.

“Miss Jack, I presume?” The stallion asks.

Something about his tone tips me off, and I instantly know who sent him, “Ah am,” I answer carefully.

“I have a package here for you, I’ve been instructed to set it up and show you how to use it.”

“Really now?”

“Yes Ma’am,” he smiles in a polite but professional manner.

I frown, did he just call me Ma’am? Nopony ever calls me Ma’am. I shake off that line of though, and return to the matter at hoof.

“What is it?”

“It’s a laptop computer.”

“Of course it is,” I deadpan.

“Where would you like me to set it up, Ma’am?”

“The dining room table, if ya wouldn’t mind.”

The stallion takes the parcel and crosses into the kitchen, I follow him. Rarity meets us there.

“So, what is it?” Her voice oozes with bubbly excitement.

“It’s a computer, from Rainbow Dash.”

Rare tilts her head, “Why did Rainbow Dash give you a computer? You know you could have used mine, right?” She frowns.

I chuckle inwardly. Not for what she has in mind, Rare.

“Oh, err. It’s only on loan; she wanted me to try it out.”

Rare gives me a questioning look. I shrug. She shakes her head and hoofs me a cup of coffee. The delivery stallion has set up the laptop on the dining table: it’s a sleek, black design. It has a pretty large screen. Typical Rainbow Dash – she likes big things, her house is evidence enough of that.

“Alright, this baby’s all ready to go. I won’t bore you with the specs, but you could probably play Roam 2 with full graphics if you wanted to.”

“What’s that?” I ask.

“It’s a computer game,” the stallion deadpans.

I scoff, “When am Ah gonna have time ta play computer games?”

The stallion blinks, “Well, what’re you planning on using it for?”

“E-mail.”

“E-mail?”

“And maybe internet research?” I add sheepishly.

The stallion stares at me blankly, his eye twitches slightly as he does so. He shakes his head, “Well, it has full wireless – connected to Wonderbolt Incorporated directly, so there’s nowhere on the planet that you can’t get reception. Your G-mail account is set up, it’s all ready to go. Everything is pretty self-explanatory. I’m sure you friend here could help you if you needed it.”

“What’s G-mail?”

“Your new e-mail address.”

I have an e-mail address?

The stallion starts talking me through it, but truthfully? I can’t hear a word he’s saying. I’m too stunned and distracted by the lengths Dash has gone to. Yeah, she must really want to dominate you, my subconscious chimes in.

After the stallion is finished talking, Rare whistles, “That is a very nice piece of hardware, if I do say so myself.”

“You know, most mares get flowers, or maybe jewellery,” she says suggestively.

I stare at her flatly. I turn back to the delivery stallion, and sign for his parcel. He bids both of us a good day, and leaves. I sit down at the table, and examine my new computer. In the lower right hoof corner of the screen I can see a little box flashing with the number one in it. After fumbling with the computer for a minute, I figure out how to move the cursor over the box and click it.

My e-mail inbox pops up, showing me the message I have received.

From: Rainbow Dash

Subject: Your New Computer

Date: May 22, 1246, 23:16

To: Apple Jack

Dear Miss Jack,

I trust you slept well. I hope you put this laptop to good use, as discussed.

I look forward to dinner on Wednesday.

Happy to answer any questions you have before then via mobile phone or e-mail, should you so desire.

Rainbow Dash

CEO Wonderbolt Incorporated.

I hit reply.

From: Apple Jack

Subject: Your New Computer (on loan)

Date: May 23, 1246, 08:20

To: Rainbow Dash

I slept very well, thank you, Ma’am. I don’t have my phone on me at the moment, so you will have to make due with e-mails. I understand that this computer is on loan, so therefore it is not mine.

AJ

Almost instantly there’s a response.

From: Rainbow Dash

Subject: Your New Computer (on loan)

Date: May 23, 1246, 08:22

To: Apple Jack

I am very good at adapting, Miss Jack. The computer is on loan, indefinitely.

Judging by your tone, I take it that you’ve read the documentation I gave you.

Do you have any questions thus far?

Rainbow Dash

CEO Wonderbolt Incorporated.

I can’t help but grin.

From: Apple Jack

Subject: Questions

Date: May 23, 1246, 08:25

To: Rainbow Dash

Oh, I have questions alright. But I don’t think they’d be very suitable for e-mail, and some of us have to work for a living.

Thank you for the computer, also. I will put it to good use.

Until we talk again, good day, Ma’am.

AJ

From: Rainbow Dash

Subject: Work

Date: May 23, 1246, 08:26

To: Apple Jack

Later babe.

P.S. I work for a living too.

Rainbow Dash

CEO Wonderbolt Incorporated.

I close the lip of the laptop down, I can’t stop grinning like an idiot – not when Rainbow is acting this playful. I glance up at Rare, she’s sipping her coffee at the other end of the table, watching me intently.

“So?”

“So what?”

“What has Rainbow done to make you so… giddy?”

“Nothin’, Ah’m just excited ‘bout Wednesday.”

Rarity smiles at me through half-lidded eyes, “You really do like her, don’t you?”

I nod, still grinning.

Rare sighs, “I’m happy for you.”

“Something wrong?”

She shakes her head, “No, it’s just… I’ve never seen you like this before. Rainbow must be something special.”

“She is,” I smile.

Rare nods, “That’s good. It’s high time you found somepony who makes you happy, Celestia knows you deserve it.”

I feel myself blush slightly, “Thanks, Rare. Coming from you that means a lot.” I glance out the dining room window, the sun in burning high in the sky.

I turn back to Rare, “Well, I had better get ta work, them chores won’t finish themselves, after all.”

Rare smiles again, “Try not to work yourself too hard.”

The midday sun blisters high above me. Mac was making himself busying out by the corn fields, ensuring that our crop was still holding up okay. There’s still another month or so before it’ll be ready for harvesting. And once we’ve taken care of that, we’ll be able to start preparing for cider season.

So, I’m currently moving our excess bags of yeast into the cellar, just behind the farmhouse. I grab one of the heavy bags and lay it over my back. I try to minimize my grunts as I make my way down the stone steps, and into the subterranean basement. The cellar is easily one of the oldest parts of the house. Well, the whole house is pretty ancient, but that’s beside the point.

When the first house was built way back when, the settlers dug a rough and crude basement into the earth, to store their crops and seeds and what have you. Since then, the cellar has been expanded, modified and improved – but never relocated. Where the cellar for Sweet Apple Acres is right now, is where it was originally, back in the day.

There you go, you learn something new every day…

The cellar is illuminated by two oil lanterns that hang from the support beams – there are four of those in total. They make up a wide square shape in the small room. I make my way across to the far side of the room, and set the bag I’m carrying down against the dirt wall. I briefly roll my shoulders before I climb the cellar steps and repeat the process all over again. By the time I pick up the final bag, I can feel a dull prickly pain between my shoulder blades, running down my spine.

I set down the last bag, and breathe a sigh of relief. Turning, I climb the cellar steps for a final time, and close the doors behind me.

I glance at the pony cart, just to my left. I’ll need to put that back in the barn. A grin slowly spreads across my face as I wipe the sweat from my brow, I make sure that the cellar door is secured before I take a step towards the pony cart.

“Applejack?”

I freeze. I feel like I’ve just been stabbed right through my heart. I know that voice… slowly, I turn around.

My mouth falls open, “Caramel…”

Caramel stands a few feet from me. His gaze falls short of mine, like he can’t quite bring himself to look at me. His left cheek is still bruised from the blow Rainbow gave him, and the cut on his lip has started to scab.

And then I remembered what he tried to do to me. My blood boils as I narrow my eyes, “You got balls showin’ ya face here.”

He flinches, “Applejack…”

“Ya know what? Don’t do that. Don’t stoically say mah name an’ act like that.”

He glances up at me, “Applejack, please. I didn’t come here to start a fight with you-”

“Then ya shouldn’t have come,” I glare at him.

He frowns, “I came here to make amends for what happened.”

I blink. And burst into condescending laughter, “Ya wanna make amends?!”

“Yes.”

I toss my head back as I laugh. I fix him with a neutral gaze, “No. Get off mah farm.”

“Applejack, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you,” He pleads.

“But ya did,” I shoot back.

“I was drunk!”

“Oh, good for you, sugar cube! Cause that makes it all better, don’t it?”

“I know I screwed up-”

“Screwed up?” I fully express the shock in my voice at his blatant audacity. I lower my gaze, “You tried to rape me!”

“I know! And I’m sorry!” He cries, “If I could take it back, I would. But I can’t. I don’t know what came over me, I just lost control!”

“And that justifies it?”

“I never said that. I know what I did, I just need to you understand how I feel-”

“Ah got a better idea, how about Ah make you understand how Ah feel,” I glance away, “Ah used ta love ya like a brother, Mel. But you betrayed me,” I glance back at him and shake my head, “Ah can’t forgive what ya’ve done. Ya less than dirt ta me.”

His mouth falls open, “AJ…”

“No. We’re done, get outta mah sight.”

He clenches he jaw, “Oh, I see. I stick by your side – through thick and thin – for years. And I get nothing. But some pretty little bitch with wings comes along-”

“Don’t you dare,” I warn, “Don’t you even dare.”

He scoffs, “Figures. You always were one of those fillyfoolin’ freaks.”

I flare my nostrils, “Walk away, while ya still can.”

He glares at me, “Fine. I’m going,” He turns, and walks away.

“Caramel,” I call.

He half-turns and glares at me, “What?”

“If Ah ever see ya again, or ya come near mah family. Ah’ll make sure ya take a dirt nap.”

He blinks, slightly taken aback. He scoffs, “No you won’t, you’ve never hurt a pony in your life.”

“For you, Ah’d make an exception.”

His glare softens, “You don’t mean that – you’re bluffing.”

I stare at him blankly, “Look at my face, Caramel. You tell me, am Ah bluffing?”

His eyes widen as his mouth falls open.

I don’t give him a chance to answer, “Get the fuck off mah farm.”

He blinks, and turns away again. I watch as he slowly makes his way off my property. I don’t take my eyes off him until I’m sure he’s gone, and even then I hold out for a few more seconds. After I’m certain he’s gone, I collapse onto my haunches. Tears spill down my face as I shake uncontrollably, my heart is hammering in my chest.

I clench my eyes shut and shake my head. Dammit. I wipe the tears form my eyes, and clear my throat. I sniff as I glance back at the pony cart, I still have work to do…

I climb to my hooves and make my over to the cart. My heart is still beating through my chest, and my blood is still boiling as I hitch the cart to my back.

“Hey Applejack!” I hear a chirpy voice call.

I sigh, not now… “Yeah, AB. What’s up?”

Apple Bloom bounds up to my left side, as I slowly make my way towards the barn. “Ah was wonderin’ if ya’d like ta help me with some crusadin’ ideas. Casue me an’ the girls are runnin’ out.”

I groan, “AB, I don’t have time right now, Ah got work ta do.”

Her smile fades, “But ya said ya would.”

I shake my head, “Ah know. But Ah can’t right now.”

She frowns, “Do ya need any help?”

I blow a short burst of air out of my nose, “No. Ah’m fine.”

Apple Bloom glances at the ground, “Well, is there anything Ah can do?”

I grit my teeth, “Apple Bloom!” I kick the cart off me, and turn to face her, “No! Ah don’t want ya help, Ah don’t need ya help, Ah’m fine!”

Her mouth falls open as her ears flatten against her head, “A-are ya sure?”

“Yes! Ah’m fine, Ah don’t need nopony! Now quit askin’!”

She stares at the ground, “A-ah sorry, AJ. Ah just wanted ta help…”

I shake my head curtly, “Dammit, Apple Bloom – Ah don’t need ya help. An’ Ah don’t have time ta babysit ya, Ah got more important things ta do.” I reattach the cart to my back and storm off. I head for the barn, and I don’t look back.

I spent the rest of the day tidying up around the farm. Once I had started to cool down, it took me about five minutes to realize what I had said to AB. I couldn’t remember the last time I had felt this low. I was angry at Caramel, but that doesn’t mean that I could take it out on her. By the time I had finished with my chores, the sun was just starting to set behind the western mountains.

With a heavy sigh, I slowly made my way back to the farmhouse. Upon stepping through the front door, I was immediately greeted by a wall of red muscle.

“What the hell is wrong with you?!” Mac hisses.

My ears were flat against my head as I glanced up at him, “Don’t know. But as soon as Ah do, Ah’ll pass it along to ya.”

He narrows his eyes. Rarity steps into hallway where we’re standing, “Applejack, Apple Bloom has been crying all afternoon, what happened?” Her voice is thick with concern.

I nod, “Yeah… Ah need ta talk to her.”

Mac glares daggers at me, and Rare has a skeptical look.

“Please?” I plead.

Rarity and Mac glance at each other. Mac simply turns and makes his way to the dining room, while Rarity nods slightly, “She’s in her room.”

I tip my hat to her, “Thanks,” I mutter.

I make my way down the hall, pass the living room and dining room. I turn right, and head down another short hallway opposite the kitchen. I climb the L shaped staircase up to the second floor of the house. My room is directly opposite the staircase, which makes Apple Bloom’s the first door on the left.

I gently walk up the door and nudge it open, “Apple Bloom?” I call softly.

The entire room is dark, although, the moonlight shining through the window directly opposite me does a good job of illuminating it. I spot her double-size bed half-way along the left hoof wall. I can just make out the lump under the covers. She’s facing away from me.

“Apple Bloom?” I call again.

She doesn’t move.

“Do you mind if Ah come in?”

I get no response.

I slowly make my way to her bedside. The floorboards creak beneath my hooves, it’s the only sound in the awkwardly quiet room. I stop beside her bed, and fall back onto my haunches.

“Ah know you didn’t say Ah could come in, but ya didn’t say Ah couldn’t either…” I chuckle half-heartedly.

Silence.

My half-grin falls, “Ah’m sorry, AB. For the things Ah said, an’ the way Ah acted.”

I bow my head, “Ah wasn’t angry at you – Ah could never be angry at you. Ah was angry at… somepony else. But that don’t mean takin’ it out on you was justified, in fact, that couldn’t be further from the truth.”

I paw the floorboards beneath me, “Ah’m sorry, Bloom. Ah never meant ta make ya cry, that ain’t what big sisters are supposed ta do…”

I climb to my hooves, “The truth is, Ah’m a pretty lousy sister…”

Apple Bloom turns to me, tears in her eyes, “No you ain’t, you’re a good sister!”

I frown, “No, Ah ain’t. Good sisters don’t hurt the ponies they love,” I cast my eyes down, “Ah’ll leave ya be now,” I turn to leave.

“Wait!” Apple Bloom bounds out of bed, and wraps her hooves around my right hind leg. I turn my head with a look of highbrow surprise, “Don’t go. Please don’t leave me,” she pleads.

A small smile forms on my lips as my eyes water, “Ah’d never leave ya.” I turn my body and snatch her up in my hooves. I squeeze her tightly against my chest, “Ah love ya, Apple Bloom.”

“Ah love you too, Applejack,” she cries, and buries her head into my chest. I press my cheek onto the top of her head. Tears stung my eyes as I clenched them shut. I don’t know how long we held out embrace, minutes? Hours?

Eventually, Apple Bloom began to loosen her embrace, so I did the same. She smiles up at me with tired eyes. I smile back as I gently lift her back into her bed, “Ah think it’s bout’ time somepony got some shut-eye.”

She smiled, and rubbed her eyes as she yawned, “Hey, Applejack?”

I pulled the bed sheets over her, “Yeah?”

“Who were you angry at? If you don’t mind me asking.”

I frowned slightly, “Caramel.”

Apple Bloom blinked, “But Ah though you two were friends?”

“We were.”

“W-what happened?”

I sighed through my nose, “He did something bad – something that hurt mah feelin’s.”

“Well, can’t ya just forgive him?”

I smile sadly, oh, Apple Bloom, “It ain’t that simple, AB.”

“Why not?”

“Because sometimes, ponies do things that can’t be forgiven.”

Apple Bloom tilts her head, confused.

I smile, “On day, when you’re older, you’ll understand,” I lean up and plant a small kiss on her forehead, “Goodnight, AB.”

She yawns again, “Goodnight, AJ.”

I quietly exit her room and close the door behind me. I sigh, I’m glad that I was able to set things right with her. I’ve never snapped at Apple Bloom like I did this afternoon, and I’m gonna make sure that it never happens again, no matter what. I creep my way down the hallway, and descend the stairs.

Rarity and Big Macintosh are waiting for me at the dining room table.

“Well?” Rarity asks.

“She’s asleep,” I answer as I take a seat at the opposite end of the long wooden table.

Rarity exhales, “Well, that’s a relief.”

“So, you wanna tell us just what the hell got inta you?” Mac drawls.

I sigh as I nod slowly, time to come clean… “Caramel came to visit me today.”

Rare and Mac both blink, and glance at each other, “And that’s why you were in such a foul mood?” Rarity asks.

I nod, “Yeah…”

“Ah though you two were friends,” Mac chimed in.

“Yeah, we were.”

“Well, what happened?” Rare asks.

I frowned, “You remember when we went out fer drinks, on Friday?”

Rare nods.

“An’ Ah stepped out for a spell?”

Rare nods again, with furrowed brows.

“Well, Caramel came out shortly after. He tried ta make a move on me, when Ah said no.. he tried ta force me…”

Rare gasps.

“He did what!?” Mac roars.

I flinch, “Keep it down, Bloom’s tryin’ ta sleep!”

Mac presses his mouth into a hard line.

“W-why didn’t you tell us?!” Rare cries.

“Cause, Rainbow stopped him.”

Rarity blinks as realization strikes her, “That’s why Rainbow took you back to her apartment…”

I nod, “Yup.”

Rare furrows her brow in contemplation, “Then, what was he doing here?”

“He came to ‘apologize’ fer what happened,” I answer bitterly.

“What did you say to him?” Mac asks apprehensively.

“Ah told him exactly where he could shove his apology. An’ if he ever showed his face here again, Ah’d put him six feet under.”

Rare’s mouth falls open, horrified.

Mac nods slowly, “Good.”

“Good?” Rare blanches, “How can you say that?”

Mac turns to Rare with an even gaze, “Easily. He tried ta hurt mah sister – mah family. The fact that he’s still breathing is more than he deserves.”

“True – what he did was wrong, but you’re talking about murder!”

“We got one rule, Miss Rarity: don’t mess with family. He broke that rule.”

Rare frantically glances between Mac and myself, “I can’t believe I’m hearing this!”

“Rare,” I start softly, “Mac’s right. You don’t mess with family. But what bothers me isn’t the fact that he wouldn’t take no fer an answer, or that he tried ta force me.” I glance away, “It’s that he only wanted one thing from me, and he didn’t care how he got it,” I shake my head as I glance back at her, “That ain’t how Ah would’ve wanted ta remember mah first time.”

Rare slowly closes her mouth, and swallows, “I s-see. I understand what he tried to do, and while it was wrong of him – surely it doesn’t justify… you know.”

“Ah respectfully disagree,” Mac counters.

I shake my head, “Ah wouldn’t expect ya ta understand, Rare. But that’s just how things are,” I raise from the table, “Look, Ah’m kinda worn out from today. Ah’m gonna turn in for the night, Ah’ll see y’all tomorrow.”

Rare reluctantly nods, “Of course, goodnight.”

“Night, AJ.”

I turn and leave the dining room. I make my up the stairs and into my bedroom, closing the door behind me. I blow out an exasperated sigh. what a day…

I walk up to my bed, and glance at my study desk in the corner. My new computer is all set at my desk, Rare must have done that for me while I was out. I smile, I should thank her for that tomorrow. For some reason that I can’t explain, I trot up to my study desk. My mobile phone is set aside to the right of my computer, with a little blue light pulsating at the base of it.

I have a text message? Curiously, I pick up my phone and flip it open. I have a message from an unknown number.

Miss Jack. Have you begun your research? Do you have any questions?

-Dash

I feel the overwhelming urge to facehoof. Mainly because I haven’t actually started researching anything to do with submission, but also because I haven’t added Rainbow Dash to my contacts yet… I open the laptop and press the power button, while I’m waiting for it turn on, I reply to Dashes text.

Yeah, I have a question. What should I be researching, exactly?

After the computer is fully on and working, I receive another text from her.

…

If I were you, I would start with the basics. Try ‘submissive’.

-Dash

Right. Okay, the basics? That shouldn’t be too hard. I rest my haunches on the pillow in front of my desk, open up an internet browser and type 'submissive'.

Half an hour later, and I don’t really know what I should be thinking. Well, I do actually: ponies actually do this?! I mean, this is what gives Rainbow her kicks? Don’t get me wrong, as much as I don’t really want to do this – it does have a certain alluring charm to it. And, well, I’ll be honest – there were a couple of time there when I could feel a little bit of moistness between my haunches.

But still, it’s a big step to take. I mean, I do want her – that’s blatantly obvious, and I’ve known that from the start. And this whole ‘BDSM’ thing doesn’t seem that bad. I should really contact her, so we can talk it through. I reach for my phone, and stop as another though pops into my head. That’s what Wednesday is for, isn’t it? I blink, yeah, our dinner date.

We’ll have a chance to discuss all the details then… if I agree to it. Wait, I still haven’t agreed to it, have I? I haven’t. A grin slowly spreads across my face. I pick up my phone, and text her.

Well, I’ve seen enough. It was nice knowing you, Rainbow.

I hit the send button. Grinning as I inwardly laugh at my little joke. I hope she finds it funny; she does have an… interesting sense of humor. I turn back to my computer, and continue with my research. I might as well make the most of my time while I wait for her to reply. As time slowly passes by, I find myself more and more intrigued by this whole sub-culture. I close and rub my eyes, what time is it?

I turn and check the clock by my bedside table. I blink, and check it again…

Thirty. Minutes.

I check my phone. Nothing. Maybe she sent me an e-mail? I check my inbox. Nothing. She… didn’t respond? Oh, crap. Maybe she thought I was serious? I feel a guilty pain stab at my chest. Double crap, I should text her…

Something whips by the corner of my eye. I turn. I don’t see anything. I get up from my pillow, and cross over to the window, to the left of my bed. I open the window, and stick my head out. The cool breeze tickles my coat, as I gaze out at the Equestrian landscape, dully lit by the cloud covered moon. My attention pulls towards Canterlot, in the distance. I can just make out Rainbow’s cloud-cloaked house, high above the city.

I glance around, and inhale deeply through my nose, “Huh,” I guess it was nothing.

I slide the window shut, and freeze immediately. Have you ever gotten that feeling like somepony is watching you? It kinda feels like prickling against the back of your neck. Well, I had that feeling.

I very slowly turn to my right, I don’t know why – and I don’t know what I was expecting to find. But my eyes flew wide at the sight I saw.

There, standing in the doorway of bedroom, is Rainbow Dash. My mouth falls open. She is staring at me intently, with an impassive gaze, and breathing harshly through her nose. She looks like she just came from a business meeting, she’s wearing a grey blazer with a white business shirt and a loose red tie.

“Good evening, Applejack.” Her voice is cool. She runs a hoof through her mane, and I can just make out the faintest glean of sweat along her coat.

I blink, “Rainbow…” is all I can manage. Well, verbally anyway. Mentally my subconscious is repeating What?! How?! Huh?! over and over again.

“I had wondered what your bedroom would look like,” she says casually.

I glance around frantically, plotting my escape route. And, nope! There’s still only the door and the window… my room is functional but cozy, aside from the my bed, bedside table and study desk there isn’t a whole lot more to it. The dark green wallpaper offsets the very wooden feeling my room gives off.

“It’s very serene and peaceful here,” She murmurs. Ha! Not right now it isn’t!

“How…?” I breathe.

Rainbow smirks at me, “Fastest Pegasus in all of Equestria. Besides, I felt your message required a more personal response.”

My ears flatten against my head, oh, ponyfeathers…

“May I sit?” She asks, gesturing towards the pillow by my study desk. I nod dumbly. She crosses the room, sparing a casual glance at my laptop. I move around my bed, and take a seat on the hardwood floor, at the base of the bed.

“So, it was nice knowing me?” She asks as she takes a seat, facing me.

Oh no, is she offended? I glance down at my hooves as I swallow, what the hell have I gone and gotten myself into? I could tell her it was a joke, but I don’t think she’d appreciate it...

“Ah thought you’d text me,” I whisper.

“I see,” She glances back at my computer – which still has an internet page about submission on the screen. “So, it was just nice for you, was it?” She cocks her head.

“Ah… Ah.”

She climbs to her hooves and saunters toward me, “I must admit. I was a little concerned when I got your message, I thought that perhaps I had done something to offend you…”

I stare at her, dumbfounded.

Her face stops a few inches from mine, my heart is racing in my chest as she half-closes her eyes, and gazes at my mouth, “So, I thought I would pay you a visit, and remind you just how nice it was.”

Sweet merciful Celestia! My cheeks feel like they’re on fire. A grin spreads across her face as she meets my eyes, “Unless, you don’t want me here…”

“A-Ah never said that!” I protest.

“No? And here I thought you didn’t want to see me again,” She reaches up with her hoof, and tenderly loosens the band from my mane, my breathing hitches.

“Or, perhaps I’m misinterpreting the signals you’re giving me, and this just a big misunderstanding.”

I gape at her, “A-an’ what signals am Ah sending you?”

She smirks. Rainbow wraps her hooves around my back, and rears onto her hind legs, taking me with her. I gasp at the sudden contact. I can feel her hot breath on my face as her soft hooves trace down to the small of my back, “I think you know,” She murmurs.

I blink, I can’t control my breathing.

Rainbow leans towards me, our bodies collide as she presses her cheek against mine, “Oh, baby. You’re so worked up – and I haven’t even touched you yet,” She whispers.

Her seductive tone sends shivers down my spine, making me quiver, “A-Ah can’t help it, Dash.

Ya just... ya do things ta me…”

She pulls away, and smirks, “What do you think you do to me?”

My mouth falls open, she turns to the left, taking me with her. She extends her right wing and pulls back the bed sheets of my bed. We both glance down at the sheet covering the mattress. My heart stops.

The stains from this morning are still on the sheets, Dashes face reverts to its neutral state as she stares at them. Slowly, she turns back to me, and tilts her head.

My cheeks feel like they're going to sear a hole straight through my face as I glance away, “A-Ah had a dream about you last night. An’, well… Ah wet myself…” the oppressing feeling of shame floods through me, Ha! I bet that completely turned her off: knowing that you’re a bed-wetter! Sometimes, I really hate my subconscious.

“What kind of dream was it?” She breathes.

“The best kind,” I glance up at her.

An amused smile spreads across her face, “You had a wet dream about me?”

I blink, “A… what?”

She grins, “A wet dream: a dream so vivid and so intense that it makes you come.”

My mouth falls open, “Wait. You can do that?!”

She chuckles as she glances back at the stain, “That is by far the single greatest thing that another mare has ever said to me,” She turns back to me, “You have no idea how wet I am right now.”

I blush again, “O-oh…”

“But now I’m torn.”

I quirk an eyebrow, “How so?”

She grins, “The hubris in me is having a field day with this. However, the Dominatrix in me realizes that you are in direct violation of clause fifteen point eighteen.”

My eyes widen, “But Ah haven’t signed ya contract…”

“Not yet,” Her grin darkens.

She lifts and tosses me onto the bed, I grunt softly as I collide with the fluffy mattress. I squirm as I feel the cold wetness of the stained bed sheet beneath me. Dash pounces on top of me, pinning me beneath her. She grins as she leans back and shrugs off her blazer. She yanks her tie off and carefully unbuttons her shirts. She hastily shrugs her shirt of and clamps it between her teeth. She slides down my body and flips me onto my chest.

She spits the shirt out of her mouth, “Put your hooves behind your back,” She commands.

I blink, and do as I’m told. I glance over my shoulder, Dash takes her shirt and wrings it out, like you would if you’re trying to dry a wet piece of clothing. Twisting it into a long, think piece of rope, Dash ties it around my hooves, binding them together.

“There, can you move your hooves?” She asks after she’s done.

I try to separate my hooves, to no avail, “A-Ah can’t.”

“Good,” She flips me onto my back again. She slides up my body and grabs her tie, she leans towards my face with it.

Instinctively, I flinch away from her, “W-what are you doing?”

“Blindfolding you.”

“Why?”

“Because I want to.”

I frown.

“Applejack, Please. Trust me.”

My frown deepens, “A-alright.

She grins as she leans up and places the tie over my eyes. My vision is consumed by a deep red filter. I groan as she tightens the tie around my head, and secures it.

“Can you see?” She asks.

I move my head left and right, glancing down at my nose to try and make out anything beyond the red, “N-no. Ah can’t…”

“Perfect,” I can hear the grin in her voice.

Rainbow slides to the left of me, sliding her right hoof under my head and supporting my head. She turns my head to the left, and I gasp as I feel her hungry lips on mine. Her tongue invades my mouth as I moan, aggressively stroking itself along the length of my own tongue. I push back against her tongue, as I try to invade her mouth.

She pulls away from me and breaks the kiss, leaving me panting and hungry for more.

“Somepony is a little eager,” She coos.

“R-Rainbow…” I moan.

I gasp as I feel her other hoof make contact with the base of my stomach.

“Applejack.”

“Please…”

“What is it, Applejack?”

“Please,” I moan again.

“What do you want?”

“Ah want you.”

Her hoof slips down my body. I grit my teeth as I groan. She dances around my crotch, circling her hoof just above my moist lips.

“Please!” I beg.

“Mmm,” she moans.

“A-Ah’m sorry!”

“Sorry? Sorry for what?” She circles her hoof again.

“F-fer the text Ah sent you, i-it was just a joke!”

I can hear the humor in her voice, “No, Applejack. Jokes are funny.”

“Please…” I whimper.

“Do you hear me laughing?”

“N-no! Please, Ah’m sorry!”

“I know. But consider this your punishment,” She circles her hoof again, making me squirm and groan, “So close, yet so far…”

“Please,” I whimper.

“Are you going to make any more jokes, Applejack?”

“N-no!”

“How do I know you’re telling me the truth, and not just telling me what I want to hear?”

“A-Ah swear, Dash. It won’t happen again.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t quite catch that.”

“A-Ah said, it w-won’t happen again. Ma’am.”

“Good,” She slides her hoof onto my moist sex, I moan loudly, “Because you can’t possibly imagine what I’ll do to you if does.”

“A-Ah’m sorry,” I whisper.

She circles her hoof over my sex, “I know you are, baby. But you’re going to make it up to me, aren’t you?”

She strokes the tip of her hoof past my clitoris, I arch my hips up as I cry out. “Y-yes!”

“That-a girl,” She presses the tip of her hoof into me, tracing the length of my soaking wet lips. I shudder as I feel that delicious pressure building inside of me. Rainbow leans down and kisses me again, pressing her hoof hard into me as she does so. Her teeth grind against my lower lip as I groan into her mouth.

She works her hoof faster as she releases my lip from her grasp. I pant heavily as the pressure builds between my haunches. Throbs of pleasure pulse through me with every circle of her hoof. I can feel it coming now, my body quivers with sweet anticipation.

Dash pulls her hoof back, “Uh uh Ahh.”

“Plea-ea-ease!” I cry.

“Not yet,” She breathes, I can feel her breath against my lips, “What would you do to earn your release?” She asks.

“Anything!”

“Would you suck my tongue?”

“Yes!”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, Ma’am!”

I feel her warm tongue penetrate my mouth. I wrap my lips around her tongue, and suck. I brush my tongue across the tip of hers. She tastes so sweet. I bob my head back and forth in a sawing motion as I suck. She moans, and increases the speed of her hoof. I moan as I match the speed of her hoofing with the speed of my sawing.

She moans as she moves the tip of hoof onto my clitoris and circles it rapidly. I moan, and gnaw at her tongue, grinding my teeth left and right as I continue sucking. She retracts her tongue from my mouth as she groans loudly.

I pant as she puts all of her effort into working my most sensitive area. I toss my head back as I moan again and again. I can feel it now! I can feel it coming! I scream, and shudder as Rainbow pushes me to my climax. Intense pleasure sweeps through my entire body as my flood gates break, and saturate Rainbow’s hoof with my sweet juices.

Sweat trickles down my body as my head falls back onto my pillow. I can’t seem to control my harsh panting as a light headed feeling overcomes me.

I feel Rainbow retract her hoof from my sex, causing me to shudder slightly. I feel her reach up and loosen the tie around my eyes. I blink a few times to return my vision, and gaze up at her. Her coat is layered with a noticeable layer of sweat, and she is panting just as hard as me.

“Damn, girl,” She breathes.

I grin, “Mah thoughts exactly.”

She matches my look, “Cocky, aren’t you?”

I shrug, “What can Ah say?”

“Alright then, my turn.” She slides herself onto my body, and rolls over.

My head is resting on her stomach. I gaze up as her as I try to sit up – which is pretty hard considering that my hooves are still bound. She slides herself back, and rests her back on my pillow. She entangles her right hoof around my loose mane.

I groan as she yanks my head back. She bites her lip as she gazes down at me, “I want you to orally stimulate me.”

She pushes my head down, my mouth is right above her sex. I glance up at her, “B-but Ah though you didn’t like ‘teeth on ya most sensitive area’?”

She grins, “Ordinarily you would be correct. However in your case I’ll make an exception – you are very skilled with your tongue.”

I blush, really? I can’t be that good. My eyes widen as she pushes my mouth onto her other lips. I close my eyes as I suck slowly. Rainbow moans softly. I begin to arch my head up and down as I delicately suck on her. She wasn’t kidding before when she said she was wet, I can feel her excess juices dribbling down my chin.

I pull back from her lips and inhale deeply, when I press my muzzle into her sex again, I insert my tongue into her moist dock. She shudders and moans loudly, I grin inwardly, oh, I’m just getting started. I fully extend my tongue into her and start bobbing my head left and right in a figure of eight motion. Rainbow’s body quivers slightly, letting me know that I’m doing the right thing.

I continue my figure of eight pattern, weaving and bobbing left and right. Until I pull back for another breath. When I dive back into her, I change tactics. I arch my head to the left, and clasp her right lip between my teeth. She gasps as I gently tug on her. I pull her lip outward, and release it – Rainbow quivers as it snaps back in place, like a fleshy rubber band. I do the same for her left lip, grasping it between my teeth and tugging on it.

I groan as Rainbow yanks my head back, forcing me to look up at her.

“E-easy there, cowgirl. We wouldn’t want to finish too early.”

I grin, so she’s close? Well, I know what’ll push her over the edge. She pushes my muzzle back into her sex, and I go straight for the sweet spot. I cock my head to the right as I tongue her clitoris. Her reaction is almost immediate. After moaning loudly and shuddering, she tugs hard on my mane.

But I won’t be denied my reward. I clasp my lips around her sweet spot as I gently gnaw at it with my teeth. Rainbow’s entire body shudders as her hips buck upwards. I take this as an indication that I’m doing a good job, so I circle the tip of my tongue over her clit.

“Uh!” She cries, “A-Applejack, I’m gonna…”

I increase my attack, and suckle of her please node as I flay my tongue left and right across it. Rainbow cries out as she arches her hips upwards, my eyes fly open as hot, sweet juice shoots into my mouth. My mouth is completely filled by her second squirt, and it doesn’t look like she’s slowing down.

I pull away from her lips, but her hoof is holding me in place. Hot, sticky juice shoots from her sex, and covers my face. I clench my eyes close as she squirts me again. Her body stills as the last of the juice spills out of her, and onto the bed sheets. Hot, sticky juices soak into my fur. I cock my head and glance up at her, making sure that her juices don't spill into my eyes. Rainbow is collapsed against the headboard of the bed, her eyes are closed tightly and she… she’s actually blushing! Not like before, when it was only sort of there, she looks as red as the apples on my cutie mark!

I can’t help the proud grin that spreads across my mouth. And then I'm reminded of the stickiness on my face, and my grin dies immediately. I tentatively lick my lips, mmm, skittles.

Seriously. I freaking love skittles.

I continue to lick my lips, once they’re clean, I try to get the juice on the rest of my face. I roll my head left and right and I try to clean my face. I stop when I spot Rainbow staring down at me, quizzically.

“What are you doing?” She asks.

I grin up at her, “Ah can’t help it, you taste so good.”

Rainbow grins mischievously; she grabs me and pulls my face towards hers. I groan and shudder as her hot tongue licks the liquid off my face. She swallows her mouthful and gazes at me with half-lidded eyes, “I taste good, you taste better.”

I giggle, “Well, shucks. You tryin’ ta make me blush? Casue it’s workin’.”

Rainbow chuckles and reaches behind my back to untie my bindings. With my hooves free I sit up on the bed, and massage my slightly sore fetlocks.

“So, what now?” I ask.

Rainbow also climbs to a sitting posture, “Now I go back to Canterlot.”

“Oh, really?” That’s kinda disappointing.

“I came here to incentivize you, Applejack.”

“Well, Ah reckon ya done that…”

“So, what else is there for us to do?”

I shrug, “Well, we’ve slept together. Now, Ah was thinking we could sleep together.”

Rainbow blinks, “Sleep together? You mean like hearts and flowers?”

I nod, “Something like that.”

Rainbow glances away, “I have a meeting tomorrow…” She glances back at me and sighs, “Damn it, Applejack. What are you doing to me? Fine, I’ll stay for tonight.”

I feel as giddy as a school filly, “Really?!”

She nods and chuckles, “Yes, really.” She lies herself down on the left side of the bed, and pats the space next to her.

I smile as I accept her invitation, and lie down next to her. I scoot myself close to her, she extends her right wing over my shoulder. I reach up to wrap my hoof around her chest, but she meets me half-way and stops my hoof.

She glares at me, “I don’t like being touched.”

I furrow my brow with concern, “Why not?”

“Because I don’t,” She replies curtly.

I frown, “Rainbow…”

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

I nod, “That’s fine. But you know you can talk ta me, right?”

She frowns, “Yeah, cause you care, don’t you?”

“Ah do.”

I think she’s surprised by my answer, cause she sighs and glances away. “I… had bad experiences when I was a foal. That’s why I don’t like being touched.”

I frown again, “Was it Missus Robinson?”

She tosses her head back and chuckles, “Missus Robinson!”

I keep my look of concern. Rainbows grin fades.

“No, it was before I met her.”

“Ah see.”

“My mother was a whorse.” She states bluntly.

I blink, “Well, Ah’m sure she had her faults, but that’s a bit excessive.”

“No, really. She was a whorse. Money for sex.” I can hear the disdain in her voice.

My ears fold back, “Oh… Ah'm sorry to hear that...”

Rainbow scowls, “And her pimp didn’t like me – didn’t like the fact the she kept me after she got knocked up. I was his own personal punching bag.”

I blanch, “That’s horrible!”

Rainbow glances away, I can see tears brimming in her eyes, “Yeah, whatever… that was a long time ago.”

“Ah’m sorry that happened to ya, sugar. Ya didn't deserve it.”

She glances back at me, her expression pained, "How do you know I didn't?"

I press my mouth into a firm line, "Becasue Ah believe you're a good pony."

She frowns, "But, you don't even know me..."

I give her a kind smile, "Ah'd like ta."

She shakes her head, she looks like she's barely containing her tears. “Why do you care, Applejack?”

I give her a small smile, “Because Ah do.”

“But why? Every other mare I’ve been with knew exactly what they wanted from me, and I from them, but you?” She shakes her head, “You make me feel these strange feelings, and you want to get to know me… why?”

“Because Ah care about you.”

“Two and a half weeks ago, you didn’t even know about me. Now here I am – telling you things I've never told anypony… what the hell have you done to me?”

I smile, “Ah’d like ta think the same thing you’ve done to me: entranced me.”

She huffs, “I’ve entranced you, have I?”

I shrug, “It’s hard not ta stand in awe of you.”

She smirks, “Why, Miss Jack. Are you trying to make me blush? Because I think it’s working.”

I shake my head, “Nope, Ah’m just being honest.”

She smiles a genuine, happy smile, “You should get some sleep.”

I yawn, “Likewise.”

“Goodnight, Miss Jack.”

“Goodnight, Miss Dash.”