"Oh, you're being a bad boy, Chauncey! A very bad boy!" Fluttershy said, trying to be stern as she looked at the ferret that had gotten out of its cage. Unfortunately, her current predicament made it difficult for her to do much than look as it chittered and ran to go play in some leaves.
When she agreed to look after Chauncey, his owner had warned her that the mustiled was more mischievous then he looked, but it looked so innocent, she thought the man had been exaggerating. She learned just how sneaky he could be when she took him out to her workshop to clean his cage. The second she opened it to take him out, he danced out and spent the next five minutes leading her on a merry little romp around the room.
'Think this modification was probably a bad idea.' She whimpered to herself. The chase had ended when he scurried through a sliding window she had put in to give her faster access to the bird feeders on the back wall. In her anxiousness to get him back, she dove through it without thinking.
And got stuck halfway through. For the last couple of years, she'd been frequently complimented on the buxom figure she'd been developing since puberty; ample DD-cup breasts, and a trim waist with wide hips, a pert rounded backside, and long, firm legs. While she'd been compliment more then once, it was a considerable source of embarrassment due to stares at how her breasts bounced when she walked, or how her hips and bottom swung a little. She didn't meant to draw all the staring...it was just her natural stride!
And now, it was the source of more discomfort; the window was just high enough to leave her feet dangling a couple of inches off the ground, and her arms were wedged under her so she couldn't get any leverage to get out. Also, the window had turned out to be defective. It was nearly impossible to open without help, plus it would spring back closed unless a stick or something kept it open.
A stick she had knocked out in her dive, causing the window to close, pinning her in. "This is so embarrassing..." she whimpered. "I hope no one sees me like this. But...I need somebody to help me get out..." The quandary was so bad, she felt ready to cry.
A few sniffles escaped her when a voice spoke up from inside. "Fluttershy? How the heck!?"
She recognized it immediately. "Spike!? Wh-what are you doing here?"
"Your book on nocturnal animal care came in." Came the reply, followed a hand settling on her lower back, just above her rear, and making her squeak. "How'd you even get like this?"
She did her best to explain, but the thought of how she must look from his view made it hard to talk without whimpering.
"Ok, ok. No sense worrying about that now, come on, let's get you out." She heard and felt the window shake for a moment, along with his grunts of exertion. "It's jammed. Let me see if I can pull you back in."
Her cheeks flared when she felt his arm wrap around her waist, just above her butt. He must've been wearing a t-shirt since she could feel the bare skin around her. 'O-oh..! She gasped softly, feeling his bicep pressing against her. 'Was he always this muscular?'
"Ok, you ready?" He called out, forcing her from her thoughts.
"Oh, ah...I-I think so."
"On three. One...two...three!" She quickly felt him tighten his grip and pull. Unfortunately, all she felt was a measure of discomfort, since the window apparently had no intention of letting go. It actually seemed to bow in slightly from the effort before the pulling stopped.
"No good." He said. "You're in like a cork. Gonna have to find something to cut you out." While he said that, she felt something come to a rest on her left buttock.
She squeaked in surprise and shock when she realized what it was; his hand. "S-Spike...? Your...your h-hand..." She managed to get out, her face nearly glowing as she tried to ignore the way it felt on her panty-clad behind.
"Huh? OH GEEZE!" She heard him yelp. 'I'm REALLY sorry, 'Shy! I didn't-oh...wow."
Her eyes widened when instead of lifting, he lightly squeezed the cheek he was touching. "Spike...what are you...ah!" She gasped when he squeezed harder.
"Heh, you know, Fluttershy." She blinked when his tone changed. "Anyone ever tell you what a cute ass you have?"
"I..wh-what..??" She stammered get out, squirming a little at the feel of him lightly kneading her rear. Did...did he just say her butt was...cute? "R-really?" Her eyes widened when she realized what she had said. What possessed
her to say that!?
"Very." It almost came out in a purr, followed by him gripping her other cheek and giving both a firm squeeze. "Heh, you have no idea how much I've wanted to do that. Lost count of the times these cheeks have distracted me. Now, I get to have a little fun." He squeezed harder.
"Spi-Spike..." She moaned.
The laugh that came made her freeze slightly. "Oh, like that, don't you?" He start kneading, his thumb brushing dangerously close to her little peach, sending a shock through her center.
She tried to hold back the squeal, but failed. "Mmm!" Her hips bucked a little in response.
"Hm? Ohh, Fluttershy, you ARE a naughty girl!" He chuckled, his hand sliding to her inner thigh.
Her eyes widened when she felt it. "Spike, wait...I-AAHH!" She cried out as he began to rub her mound thru the thin cotton, her back arching. It was somewhat light, but still enough to make her tremble, coupled with a growing dampness in her crotch.
"Are you enjoying this, Flutters?" Her asked, rubbing harder. "You're already wet down here."
"..!" She started squirming some, trying to work away from his hand, only to hear the sound of fabric ripping. "Spike...my top is tearing!" She called, hoping that would get him to let up some.
"Oh? Well, I can fix that." The way he said it sent a strange, yet enjoyable, tingle between her legs.
Fluttershy's eyes widened and she let out a squeak when she felt him position himself and the bulge of his pants pressing against her backside. 'Sweet F-Faust!' She bit her lip, fighting the urge to rub against it. 'H-How big IS he!?' Next she felt his arms coming around her chest...followed by the shredding of fabric as he ripped her shirt off, exposing her cream white breasts, the pink nipples already erect.
"There, no shirt mean nothing to tear. Problem solved." He responded cheekily, tossing the material aside and gripping her now bare breasts.
"Ahh..!" She gasped, her face flushed at what was happening. Spike...Spike of all people, was taking advantage of her in the situation she was in!
And...she was enjoying it. The feeling of helplessness, the way he was grabbing and rubbing her, the fact he admitted he'd been wanting to touch her for so long...it was turning her on. A soft mew escaped her lips when he pinched and rolled her nipples. That seemed to only encourage him to squeeze and jiggle her already sensitive globes.
"I think it's time we settled to the main course, don't you?" The lust was evident in his voice as he move a hand back down to between her leg, rubbing her mound almost roughly and earning a louder moan from her.
"S-Spike...stop..." She manged to get out, but her growing arousal made it difficult to sound like she meant it.
"Then stop me. You still have your legs." He replied, rolling his finger around her clit and making her nearly scream. "Oh my. You're panties are already soaked...we can take care of that." Once again ripping cloth was heard.
"...!" Fluttershy froze. He'd just torn her panties clean off. "P-please...Spike...ah!" She tensed and let out a squeal when she felt him slip a finger into her treasure.
"Having fun, beautiful? Because I sure am." She could almost hear the grin in his voice before his finger started moving and her world went white. Her entire body stiffed as he slowly fingered her. The digit scraped along her walls, sending an arc of pleasure up her spine. Once she managed to regain her voice, all she could really let out were squeaks and moans. Soon, she felt a rolling boil start in her loins, the pressure slowly increasing the more Spike's finger swirled inside her...
Only to feel it withdraw, leaving her with the pressure. She let out a whimper of discomfort, trying to look back to get him to give her release. Unfortunately, she couldn't see from her angle.
"Now, now, don't want you to miss the main course." Spike purred, moving to were she could feel him standing between her legs, followed by a zipper.
"What...what do you meaEEK!" She shrieked when the tip of something slowly pushed into her. It took a second for the shock to wear off and she realized exactly what it was. 'That's his...his...FUCK!' she screamed mentally as he pushed into her, his shaft slowly stretching her out.
"Damn, Fluttershy!" He grunted, gradually hilting himself. "Tight!"
'How....how is he so big!?' She breathed rapidly in an attempt to speed up her body adjusting to him. Luckily, that seemed to work, because a few seconds later, he began thrusting. Her eyes rolled back as she moaned, squealed and squeaked almost in time with the light smacks of flesh from them colliding. 'Faust, it feels so...so.....So gooood!'
He grabbed her hips and the thrusting sped up, the smacks almost echoing in the room, coupled with Fluttershy's cries in pleasure. The boiling finally hit its peak and her body couldn't hold on anymore.
"I'm CU-"
*BZZZZZZZ!*
She blinked and looked around wildly as the sound of a power saw ripped through the air. Part of the frame fell away a few seconds later and she was pulled out to freedom
"You alright, 'Shy?" Spike asked, holding the saw. "You looked like you needed to pee really bad, so I just started cutting."
Fluttershy looked out in confusion. Her shirt was still intact, and a wiggle showed she still had her panties, though a little moist. "Wait...y-you didn't touch me or feel me up while I was trapped? No clothes being ripped or anything??"
"What? Of course not!" The green-haired young man responded. "You know I'd never take advantage of you like that..." He jumped when she suddenly stomped her foot in aggravation.
"WHY NOT?!"
Into The Breach Once More
"Crap..." Spike muttered, tossing down the comic he'd been trying to read. "It's no use." It'd been a couple of days, but he couldn't put what he'd learned out of his head. No matter what he tried; TV, books, even blowing a few dollar at the local arcade...his mind still went back to what he'd learned.
Fluttershy, the most demure girl he knew...had fantasized about him having his way with her while she was stuck in the window. Him...him. HIM, of all people! It didn't help that she clammed up shortly afterwards. What made it more maddening was the fact that, as far as he knew, it was just a spur of the moment thing with her and he was just a convenient source.
He didn't mind admitting that she was one of the most attractive girls in town; with her soft curves, lovable personality, and she was plain cute as hell. But, she was the last one he'd expect to think about have a guy have his way with her like that!
"I'm not sure what I should do." He groaned to his pet parrot, Peewee. "I mean, do I talk to her, or just do what I can to forget about it?"
"Talk!"*Squawk!*
"Huh?"
*whistle*"Talk to her!"
Spike just laughed. "Never thought I'd see the day you'd actually say something besides you name. And....as insane as it sounds, you're probably right."
"Right! Right!"*Chirp!*
"Yeah. I should talk to her. If anything it'll get all this out in the open." He calmly got up and scratched the bird's beak. " Thanks, Peewee." With that, he headed out.
*Whistle!*"Peewee! Peewee!"*Chirp!*
It took a little while for him to get to her house, but once he did, he noticed something was up. Mainly because her rabbit, Angel, was bouncing around at her front door. Without her, and looking like he'd done something he knew he shouldn't. He was about to knock when he heard something.
"Hello? Anyone there?"
"Fluttershy?" He called back, running around to the side. What he found almost made him facepalm.
There she was, once again stuck in one of her sliding glass windows. Though, this time, her back end was the one outside.
"Do I wanna know?"
"I..I was reaching in to wipe off what I thought was a smudge...and Angel though it'd be funny to close the window and startle me..." She whined in embarrassment. "But it's jammed!"
Spike sighed. 'That dumb bunny.' "Hang on, let me see what I can do." He began to check the window, seeing if he could find out what the problem was. "Um, while I'm doing this...Fluttershy, there's something I was hoping to talk to you about."
"Oh?"
"Yeah..." He tried to jimmy the window loose. "It's about what happened last time."
She whimpered a little. "O-oh...I..."
"Mainly just wanna get this out into the open 'cause it's been eating at me." He gave the window a push, hoping to force it free, but to no avail. "Look, I don't really know what caused it, or if it was specifically at, well...me, but...I guess I'm just more surprised that a girl'd think about me like that, even if it was just spur of the moment..."
She whimpered again. *M-mumble*
"Say what?"
*Mumblewhimper*
"Fluttershy, I have no clue what you're saying."
*Whine*
It was then that he felt something pull at his pantleg. Looking down, he was greeted by Angel holding an open book up to him. "Huh? What's that?" Taking it from the rabbit, he looked over the page that was already visible, done in her handwriting.
'My body trembles as Spike finishes the last knot, binding me to the chair, my legs spread wide. A hungry gleam crosses his face as he stares at my flower, licking his lips...'
Spike quickly looked at Angel, then back to the book, mouthing, 'This for real?', his face red.
The rabbit nodded vigorously.
Daring to look again, he read another section.
'Spike continues to pound into me from behind, my body bent over the table. He asks me once again who I belong to, and I cry out his name in ecstacy...'
'Holy shit!' He thought, quickly turning to another page.
'I let out a contended purr, happily savoring the taste of Spike's...'
Another page.
'Spike pulls me into his lap, my body shaking in anticipation...'
Another.
'As Spike and I...'
He flipped through one page after another, each one describing a sexual fantasy of Fluttershy's. And all of them involving him. Judging by the number, she'd been writing in this since he went through puberty. By the time he was done, his face was incandescent, and his pants uncomfortably tight. She also had multiple variations of him having his way with her while in a similar situation like now.
"Spike...? A-are you still there?"
Her voice quickly snapped him back to reality. "Yeah! Sorry, got distracted for a moment." He looked back at her in time to see her wiggling around in the window.
"Can you help me out?"
He found his gaze drawn to her rear. This time she had on shorts and a basic t-shirt that hugged her curves. As he watched her squirm and shake, something resolved itself inside him.
"Ok, let's try this." He wrapped his arms around her legs and lower body, getting a firm grip on her rear and hearing a squeak in the process. "Ready? One, two, three!" He gave a steady pull, squeezing a bit to keep from sliding. 'Damn, and I thought her rear just looked cute!'
"S-Spike...unff!" Fluttershy squealed, feeling his fingers dig into the soft flesh a little before he let her go. 'Faust....please don't let me get wet!' She pleaded.
"So much for that way." He huffed. "Let's try a different angle." Positioning himself behind her, he leaned in and slipped his arms through the opening, wrapping around her.
She had to bite her lip to suppress the gasp that she nearly let out when she felt the bulge in his pants pressing against her, coupled with his hands just under her breasts. I-I thought that....that size was just in my imagination!' The only relief she really felt was the fact he couldn't see how red her cheeks were at that moment.
"Let's see if this works. I'm gonna try and pull you up and out this time. Ready?"
"I think so." She breathed out, fighting the urge to wiggle against his crotch.
"Here goes!" He attempted to straighten up, pulling her with him. As he did though, his hands slid up over her breasts and he pressed harder into her backside. He heard her let out a moan, but pretended not to hear it.
Fluttershy, meanwhile, just tried not to whimper in pleasure at the sensation, coupled with how he was squeezing her breasts. She wanted to get unstuck, but part of her didn't want the touching to end.
He pulled again, grinding against her a bit, before releasing her, hearing a disappointed whine that he also pretended he didn't hear. "You're wedged in there good! All right, let's try one more thing. Gonna try for a different grip." He took hold of her waist again. "Ok, I want you to straighten out your legs and arms. Maybe that'll give us a straight line to slide you through.
"All r-right." She stammered out, squeezing her thighs together and putting her arms out, feeling a bit like a little kid pretending she was flying.
"One, two, heave!" He yanked, and stumbled back a little.
Fluttershy nearly shrieked when she suddenly felt a draft on her nether regions. "Spike! What happened!?"
"Heh, whoops." Though if anyone had been paying attention, they would've heard how unconvincing that was. "'Fraid your shorts came..." He trailed off when he saw what she had on underneath...or rather, what she didn't have.
She'd gone commando, and now two squeezeable-looking, and quite bare, cheeks were on display for him. He winced a little as his pants got even tighter when his gaze fell on a plump mound nestled between her legs, the lips glistening some from her arousal. "Wow...!"
"Please don't look!" She cried out.
A smile slowly formed on his lips. "You know, 'Shy. Given how what I'm seeing now, I can't help but wonder if you planned this."
"W-what!? No! I-I-eep!" She squeaked as he patted her backside.
"Come on, Fluttershy. I mean, what are the odds that something like this would happen in such a short amount of time?" He started to slowly squeeze and knead one of her cheeks. "And wearing yoga shorts with no panties?"
"They-they're uncomfortable with-aah!" She arched her back, gasping when he took two handfuls of her rear and squeezed.
"Now, now, Flutters." His tone was almost teasing. "We both know how bad a liar you are. Besides..."
She heard him kneel down, followed by her legs being spread apart. "A-ahh!" She shuddered at the feel of his breath on her crotch. "S-spike...wha-AAH!" Her body locked up and she let out a cry pleasure when his tongue slid along her sensitive cleft.
"Look how wet you are already." He quietly smacked his lips and licked her folds, drawling out another cry from her. 'Huh, she tastes like blackberries.'
Fluttershy let out a shuddering exhale. 'Sweet Faust...that feels good!' "Spi...S-Spike...please..." She breathed, trying to look back at him.
"*lick*You know only*lick*naughty*lick* girls lie. Right, Flutters?" He asked, finding himself enjoying her taste. "Are you a*lick*naughty girl?"
Fluttershy could only squeal and shake at the feel of his tongue lathing across her flower. "Ahh...!" The urge to just wrap her thighs around his head was maddening! 'Please stop teasing and just take me!'
"Well, no answer, so I guess that's a yes." He stood back up, positing himself between her legs.
"Spike...what...?" Her eyes widened when she heard something unzip, followed by him gripping her hips once more and something girthy prodding her in her nethers. "Is..is that your..??" 'No wonder Rainbow called him 'tripod'!
"You're a naughty girl, Fluttershy. And naughty girls have to be..." He pressed against her, the tip of his erection probing her entrance slightly. "Punished."
"Be...be gentle..." She braced herself; while she'd been praying for this moment, it was still her first time.
He'd just started to push in when Angel rapped on his leg and pointed to a specific line in her book.
'...leaving me exposed for anyone to see...'
"Hm..." 'Heh, well, if that's something she wants.' He pulled away and stepped out of his pants.
"Huh? What's happening?" She looked behind her as best she could when she felt him let her go. 'Is he trying to torture me!? Just hurry up and nail me, PLEASE!' It felt like an eternity as she waited for him to do something...anything, when she heard the door open and he walked in.
Completly naked.
Fluttershy 'eeped' when she saw his muscled frame; somewhat splitting the difference between athletic and bodybuilder. Her eyes raked over his chest and abs before landing on his manhood, the size causing her jaw to drop. She found her self licking her lips at the sight, her juices already trickling down her thigh some. "Sweet Faust...." She said, feeling her pulse race a bit.
"Consider this 'step one' of your punishment." He said, reaching down to grip her shirt. She squeaked when it came off as easily as her shorts, leaving her naked as well, her breasts bouncing as it left.
"Seems 'someone's enjoying herself." He reached down and gently squeezed one of the plump orbs, pinching the nipple as did.
"Mmm...Spike..." She whimpered.
"Now, I think it's time for your punishment." He stood back up and moved until the head of his cock was just touching her lips. "Shall we get started?"
With a surprising amount of eagerness, she wrapped her mouth around the head, sucking eagerly.
"Whoa! D-damn, girl!" He nearly jumped when he did, until the sensation hit him. "Oh, wow...no wonder guys like this so much..!"
"Mmmm..." She just uttered, putting an arm around him and stretching her neck out to get more.
"S-sweet crispy...." Spike moaned a little, thrusting into her mouth on reflex. She coughed in surprise when that happened, but giggled and kept it up, reaching to cup his balls.
'He's so yummy!' Fluttershy squealed happily in her head, sucking harder.
"F-Fluttershy..." He groaned, gripping the back on her had and thrusting into her throat, causing her to try and pull him closer, her moans getting louder.
She looked up at him with pure lust in her eyes. 'More...Fluttershy want more!'
Soon Spike began feeling a tightening in his balls the harder she sucked and moved to pull away. "Not just yet, my little butterfly." He grinned.
"Nuu..." Fluttershy whined, reaching for him...only to have him grab her wrists and gently pull them up, wrapping the blind cord around them to pull her upright some and giving him a perfect view of her breasts. The light pink nipples were rock hard.
"Time for step two." He replied, slipping his shaft in between her breasts before pushing them together to wrap around him.
"Mmff..!! AH!" She squealed as he thrusted against the sensitive flesh, the head gently poking into her chin each time. Seeing a chance, she tilted down, licking at it when it came close.
"God, you know you have amazing tits, Shy?" He said, squeezing and kneading her breasts. "Their like squishy pillows."
"Th-thank you, master." She purred, her mind drifting to one of her fantasies.
"M-Master?" He paused, looking down at her. "Heh, that's actully kind of hot hearing you say that. Maybe I should get a collar for my little pet then." He growled, making her squeak in delight when he started pinching her nipples.
'I can't believe this! It's just like a bunch of my fantasies all rolled into one!' She 'squee'd when she was able to wrap her lips around the head again, suckling happily.
"Mm...you like your master's cock, don't you my little butterfly?" He thrusted harder, squishing her breasts around his shaft
"Mm-hm!" She chirped, giggling in the process.
"Maybe she'll get a nice collar if she's a good girl."
"MMmm! Mmmm!" She nodded excitedly, only to whimper when he pulled away again. "Master?"
"Now, now. Remember, you were still a naughty girl earlier, remember? So you still have to have the rest of you punishment." He grinned, and headed back outside.
"Ohhh...Fluttershy want more..." She whimpered, only to jump when she felt a hand rubbing her mound. "Master..?'
"Still wet? Good girl. Are you ready for step three?" He asked, pushing his tip almost between her netherlips and gently kneading her backside as well.
"Mm-hmm." She hoped he could see her nod, doing her best to keep from tensing up.
"I think we'll be both enjoy this." He began to slowly push in, enjoying the little squeals and grunts she made the deeper he went, stopping a couple of times to let her catch her breath. With one last push - and a squeal of pleasure from Fluttershy -he hilted himself in her.
"So..so tight!" She cried, clamping down on him on reflex.
"i'll say!" Spike grunted, going slow, but with hard thrusts to start with. Each one making the window rattle a bit as Fluttershy's body was bumped against it.
"MM..h-harder, Master!" She squeaked, wrapping her legs around him. "Pound your little pet's pussy!"
"If you insist!" He gradually started speeding up, filling the air with the light thud of flesh colliding combined with smacks as he occasionally slapped her backside; just enough to make her moan more.
"More...please, more!" She cried out, thrusting back against him as best she could, panting hard.
Spike growled and slammed into her, causing the window to bow a little from its shakes. Though, between the smacks, moans and squeals, neither of them heard a faint crack come from it.
Before long she felt a rolling boil in her loins. "Master, I think I'm about...I'm about to cum!"
"Then cum for me, my pet." He smirked, not letting up.
"Ah..aHHHH!!" With a scream, her orgasm crashed on her, her vaginal walls clamping down on her master's cock as her body spasmed lightly.
He soon followed, grunting roughly and blowing his load into her, filling her with a thick heat
There was also another crack that neither caught, along with a lines fanning out across the glass.
"Ah, good girl." He panted, patting her rear and leaning down to kiss the red mark he'd left.
She giggled and cooed at the feeling.
"Of course, I'm not done yet." He replied while slowly pulling out of her, their fluids giving his cock a light sheen. "There's one more step of your punishment to go."
"What...you've claimed my mouth and pussy. What's...?" Her eyes widened and her face turned scarlet when it hit her, along with the feel of him slowly spreading her cheeks apart to reveal her small pucker. "M-master...please be gentle...!"
"I will. To start." He pressed against it, making her jump a bit.
'Please let him fit..!' "Mmnf...ooh!" The pinkette gasped and squealed as he pushed her butthole open, the head of his cock slipping in with a light pop and a pleasured shriek from Fluttershy. A shriek that lowered into a mix of pants, moans, and squeaks of 'deeper!' the more he pushed into her anus until he was pressing against her cheeks.
"H-hurry, Master!" She mewed, wigging her rear a bit. "Claim your pet's ass!"
"With pleasure!" Unlike her sex, he started out with a more firm steady rhythm, leaning over to reach the window and squeeze her breasts.
"Y-yes...take your pet's body, Master!"
He didn't know why, but what Fluttershy just said brought out something in him. He reached up and cupped her chin, letting her suck on his finger. Tell me, my little butterfly..." He purred into her ear. "Who do these soft lips belong to?"
"You, Master..." She whispered, moaning loudly when he started thrusting into her harder. "Th-thank you, Master!"
He then squeezed the breast still in his grip, pinching her nipple. "And who do these plump, juicy tits belong to?"
"You, Master...no-aahh! No one else!" Slaps again filled the air of their bodies colliding.
"And your tight little pussy?" He grunted, feeling the tightening return.
"To you...! My mouth, my tits, my ass and pussy...my body belongs to you!" She screamed, cumming again. Her juices and a bit of Spike's cum splashed onto the grass, along with a few pieces of glass broken free from the window.
"That's my pet." He grunted, roughly pulling her against him when his second climax hit. As he did, though, they heard the tinkling of glass from the window finally giving out, crumbling to pieces and letting him pull her free when he came.
"Whoa/Eek!" It also sent them both falling back onto the grass, spilling what he had left into her bowels where they lay, making her purr happily at the feel.
"Hey, you're free." He noted, panting with his arms around her. "Can't say the same about your window, though."
"It's ok, I can get another." She sighed, twisting around a bit to kiss him. "Mas-Spike...?"
"Yeah?"
"Can you keep me?" She asked, blushing cutely through the sheen of sweat on her face.
Spike just grinned and kissed her back. "Heh, was about to ask you the same thing." He gave her nipple another pinch.
"Ooh...do that again, Master." She giggled.
"There you are, Fluttershy." Twilight said, seeing the pinkette arrive. She couldn't help but notice what she looked a bit more confident, walking up with almost a strut. "Come on, the movie's about to start."
"Sorry, girls, but I had to make sure I had everything." Fluttershy replied.
"Fluttershy, what kind of necklace is that?" Rarity asked, leaning in to look at what was around her neck. It was a small pink silk collar. Nothing odd, but it was the small medal hanging on it.
Reading 'Property of Spike'
Bonus Chapter: Learn Your Lesson
'Master,
I'm afraid I've been a very bad pet. You can find me at the Fantasy section in the library, waiting my punishment. I hope you won't be too angry with me when you find out.
Please be gentle.
Your property,
Fluttershy.
Spike 'hmm'ed to himself as he read the letter again. It had her scent all over it, so it was definitely from her. The only question is, what did she do? He'd find out soon enough.
Fortunately, the library was empty that time of day, so he had little trouble getting to the section in question. Thanks to a rather thin-skinned librarian, it had been moved to a corner somewhat deep in the back; not many bothered going unless there was a book they really wanted.
On reaching it though, he was greeted with a sight that made his jaw drop and pants get extremely snug; leaning against one of the shelves was Fluttershy. However, it was what she had on that caught his attention. She was dressed in something resembling a schoolgirl uniform, except the top was several sizes too small, and buttoned up only at the collar to show off her soft, plump breasts, the nipples almost screaming to be sucked on. The 'skirt' was little more than a belt, showing off panties that were best described as 'pussy floss'.
"H-hello, Master." She said softly, her thighs trembling slightly as her honey trickled down them.
"I, uh, got your message." He replied, adjusting himself a little and trying to ignore how the smell of her arousal made him want to take her without another work. "So, what did you do?"
Fluttershy bit her lip slightly, trying to fight a smile. "I...I was in the AV room...thinking about about w-what you had planned for your pet next time..." She whined and squeezed her thighs together, absently running a couple of fingers over her mons, which kind of told him just what else she was doing. "And...and then Pinkie came in..."
"Oh?" He asked, trying to hide a grin of his own.
"A-and when she asked what was going on...I told her." Her voice was barely above a whisper, though he did hear the light moan she let out as she slipped a finger into her slit. "I didn't mean to, Master...but I was just feeling so good!" The attempt to sound scared was lost, thanks to her excitement seeping through
"Ah, well then..." They'd been together for a few months and he knew they'd probably have to come clean with the others eventually, though he didn't quite expect it to happen that way.
Then again, it WAS Pinkie who caught her. She might be one of the cheeriest girls he knew, but she was also a major perv and probably wouldn't have batted an eye. Hell, she'd probably suggest something for extra fun. "You have been a bad pet then." He said, slowly advancing on her. "And a naughty pet needs to be punished accordingly." He took a seat at one of the nearby reading tables and motioned for her to come to him.
With an eager squeak she scurried over. The moment she was close, he put her over his lap, getting a handful of breast to keep her there. "Now, this'll hurt me more than it does you, but you have to learn." He eyed the girl's round backside, watching it almost quiver in anticipation, before pulling on the side ties holding the panties up, letting them drift to the floor and fully exposing her to the world. "I think twenty will do, don't you?"
"Y-yes, master." Fluttershy fought to keep from moaning as he lightly kneaded her breast. Feeling his bulge against her stomach didn't help matters. 'H-hurry! I think I'm about to cum already!'
"Count them." He ordered, giving her left butt cheek a sharp smack that made it jiggle slightly.
"One!" She squealed, arching her back slightly at the surprisingly enjoyable sting. *Smack!* "T-two!" She mewed in pleasure as her other cheek was hit.
*Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!* After the sixth hit, Fluttershy could feel her ass start to pleasantly burn a little as well as her orgasm starting to boil in her. "M-Master...I think I..." She squeaked as she was cut off by number seven.
"Ah-ah-ah." Spike chided lightly, pinching her nipple. He could feel her juices already soaking through his pant leg, but ignored it for now. 'Damn, she's really into this. Heh, I'll have to remember it.' "This is your punishment, remember? Until it's done, you are forbidden from cumming."
Her eyes widened in alarm; forbidden..? A whimper escaped her lips as the next couple of hits caused it to rise even closer, her breathing getting a little shallower. She was already flowing like a stream and knew he was well aware too.
*Smack! Smack!* Spike winced slightly at hits ten and eleven; he'd never done a spanking before and his hand was getting a little sore. Feeling Fluttershy's belly grinding against his erection was proving to be a tad distracting as well.
Fluttershy tried to fight it, but as hit twelve landed, she let out a squeal and ground her pussy against his knee slightly, praying she could ease some of the pressure. "Oh...oh god..." She moaned.
*Smack! Smack! Smack!* As thirteen through fifteen landed, whimpers mixed in with her breathing. It was almost over...but she could barely control herself. She could feel her body screaming for release; it was maddening! She ground harder on Spike's knee to try and get relief without disobeying her master. 'Almost there...almost...!'
*Smack! Smack!* At sixteen and seventeen, Spike noticed the slightly strained look on her face. "Almost there, babe. Just a couple more." He moved to gently stroke her cheek. Although, he was a little surprised when she caught a finger between her lips, purring as she suckled on it. "Heh, well, someone's eager after all. Very well. I hope your ready."
*Smack!* Eighteen. *Smack* Nineteen...
The moment number twenty hit, Fluttershy's limit broke. Her hips thumped against Spike's knee, soaking it further as she let out a muffled squeal of ecstasy around his finger.
"Wow..." Spike said under his breath, feeling her shudder in his grip. She bucked a couple more times before going slightly limp, panting heavily. "Well, have you learned your lesson?" He asked, moving her to sitting in his lap.
"Y-yes, Master." She blushed at the feel of his lingering hardon pushing against her backside.
"Good girl." He kissed her.
*Crunch, chomp*
"W-what was that??" They both asked. Seconds later, more crunch was heard, causing them to turn towards the sound.
Sitting in a nearby chair was Pinkie Pie, shorts at her feet, one hand in a bucket of popcorn, and the other plunging two fingers deep into her own pussy. "Mm, don't mind me." She spoke up as both of them turned bright red.
Author's Note
Probably not my best chapter. Never written a spanking scene before.
