Breaking the Belle

VII: Catching Up With Friends

“Darlings! Hello! Come in, come in, please, make yourselves at home!”

Sweetie’s ears pricked up. Rarity’s voice was coming from the front door, which could only mean someone was visiting! And if someone was visiting, Sweetie wanted to see them! She carefully folded up the piece of fabric she was holding, putting it back onto the shelf Rarity had instructed her to sort and file. She began to canter towards the door, stopping herself short. She’d been told to stay in the basement and work until Rarity told her otherwise… if she just gallivanted her way into the lounge without permission, she would no doubt be shouted at, or worse. Her head and tail drooping, she turned back towards her work.

“Darling! Come up here! Some friends are visiting us!”

Sweetie’s eyes lit up. Throwing the door open, she bounded up the stairs, skittering down the hallway, coming to a stop in the doorway of the lounge. Rainbow and Scootaloo! Sweetie bounced forwards, giving her friend a crushing hug. The two stayed close for a moment, until both pulling away, slowly taking in what the other was actually wearing.

Sweetie was wearing an ‘outfit’ that mainly consisted of collars and belts, surrounding her neck and hooves in leather and latex - whereas Scootaloo was far more dressed up. She was wearing a frilly dress, black and white, with a small pinny around her midriff and a dainty looking piece of headgear. The whole thing was unashamedly girly, something that a tomboy like Scootaloo would surely normally loathe to be seen in…

Sweetie cocked her head, opening her mouth to speak, before Rarity interrupted.

“Isn’t she adorable, Pet? One of my own designs, you know - commissioned by Rainbow Dash, of course…”

Rainbow smiled, following Rarity as she motioned for the four to move over to one of the couches. As Rainbow started, she gently patted Scootaloo on the head as the filly eagerly stepped into line.

“You did a fantastic job of it Rarity! I love it, and so do all the rest of the Wonderbolts! They simply cannot stop checking out this beautiful little mare whilst she’s doing her work! Isn’t that right Scoots?”

“That’s right Master! It doesn’t matter what I’m doing, there’s always somepony watching me, giving me encouragement, complimenting my body! It’s so sweet of them all! I love them all so much!”

The color drained from Sweetie’s face. It wasn’t just her.

As the two adults sat on the couch, Sweetie just stared forwards at her friend, who had obediently laid down on the floor at Rainbow’s hooves. Sweetie flinched as Rarity patted her rump, shivering as her sister leaned down, whispering in her ear to go and play with her friend.

Rainbow and Rarity chatted idly as they watched the two fillies start to play together, with Scootaloo taking charge, eagerly rubbing her hooves along Sweetie’s flanks, towards her nether regions.

“Aren’t they just the cutest little things?” Rarity cooed.

“Ha, you know it Rari! Man, I tell you, I just can’t believe how quick they’ve taken to it! How long ago did Twilight get back from her travels now? It’s gotta be just under two months, give or take, right? And yet the little fillies have taken to their training like ducks to water!”

Rarity smiled, watching Scootaloo’s tongue pop in and out of her mouth, dancing across Sweetie’s well-used ass. She didn’t want to admit that Sweetie hadn’t fully taken to it yet - she didn’t want to be outdone.

“I know… Twilight comes up with some incredible ideas, doesn’t she?” Rarity asked, dodging Rainbow’s statement. “I mean, after she wrote her paper on ‘Pet Culture’ and started publishing it, a lot of the folks around Ponyville have really taken to the idea! I’ve actually started having ponies on the street come up to me asking for clothing commissions for their own pet projects! How amazing is that?”

“Wow! How many?”

“At least five or six individuals, including your good self. But I know there are a fair few more around town that are getting into it too, they just aren’t the sorts to be wanting my kind of fashion. Speaking of, that reminds me, how is Applejack’s little ‘Farm Relief’ Project coming along, as she calls it?”

Sweetie’s head sunk towards the floor again. Not Apple Bloom too…

"Oh man, you should see that little filly go now! She took to that like a pig in shit! AJ taught her to ask Big Mac if his cock needed cleaning every single day, even after every long day of work, and what do I see when I visit? The little angel is licking sweat from his whole body!"

“Oh, ha ha! He’s a big stallion, must take a little tongue like that a very long time!”

Rarity’s playful laugh sent shivers down Sweetie’s spine as Scootaloo motioned for her to lie down on her back. Hit by a wave of surrender, Sweetie laid down, spreading her legs to expose her pussy to the little orange filly. Her mind started to drift away from the adults, Rainbow’s words fading out as she talked about Applejack and some kind of ‘ long term breeding plan’, whatever that was.

“Hey Sweetie, what’s got you looking so glum for? Hey, I know what will cheer you up, let me show you a little trick Rainbow’s been having me practice on her for the last few weeks!”

With that Scootaloo lunged downwards, excitedly planting her muzzle on Sweetie’s pussy, playfully kissing and sucking away at it. Occasionally she’d stick her tongue out, teasingly poking it down into the folds. Her hooves stroked the insides of Sweetie’s spread legs, her eyes flitting between Sweetie’s privates and her face.

Sweetie was starting to feel very uncomfortable. But it wasn’t Scootaloo’s advances that were making her feel so. It was the fact that she was starting to enjoy said advances. Scootaloo’s tongue ran across her nethers, her lips occasionally puckering to kiss and suck at her clitoris.

Sweetie didn’t know where to look. If she looked to the two adults, she’d surely be reprimanded by her sister. But she couldn’t face looking at Scootaloo, the little orange filly that was now almost entirely unrecognizable - the strange attire, the sexual ability no filly should rightfully have, and that lustful fire in her eye that looked like it would never go out.

Rainbow leaned in towards her friend.

“Hey, Rari, you got a sec? ...In private?”

Rarity nodded, encasing the two in a blue bubble of magic.

“Sound barrier. The little ones won’t hear a thing. What’s on your mind?”

“Well…” Rainbow started, surprisingly bashful in her tone. “Don’t you think Sweetie maybe isn’t cut out for the whole pet thing? I mean, Twilight very specifically said the pet relationships were formed when both parties were entirely willing, and I can tell Sweetie isn’t fully on board with this…”

She directed her attention down to the two fillies, Sweetie holding one of her hooves over her chest, her eyes desperately darting around the room. Rarity gritted her teeth slightly, before directing her attention to Rainbow.

“Honestly darling, I think you're reading a little too deep into things! I can assure you she is fully on board with everything I suggest to her - she’s just a little slow to take to it. This is her first interaction with another filly, so no doubt she’s just nervous. But, if I may politely remind you of something - who provides your Pet with the finest attire and gear that money can buy, for free? It’s me. So, as friends, I would graciously ask you don’t make such wild accusations about my dearest Sweetie, okay?”

And with that Rarity terminated the bubble, unmuting the world around them.

Suddenly Scootaloo withdrew from Sweetie’s pussy, her face awash with confusion. She hopped up to her hooves, scurrying over to Rainbow Dash.

“Master? Why isn’t it working? Normally this technique you taught me makes all the female Wonderbolts cum really quickly, but its not working for Sweetie! Am I doing it wrong?”

Rarity found the genuine concern in her voice fairly admirable. Now that was the kind of tone a worried Pet should take with their Master. Rainbow tousled the flustered foal’s mane, dotingly reassuring her.

“Don’t worry Squirt, some mares just take longer to climax than others! Maybe you just need a little more practice! And that’s absolutely fine, you can practice on Master as much as you like! But you know, we should probably get going. I promised Thunderlane I’d catch up with him to help with some exercises, and the little one will be coming along to help out too.”

Climbing up from where they sat, Rarity showed the two ponies to the door, waving them off with a cheery smile. As the door shut, her focus shifted - back to the timid little filly sat on the floor, her pussy still moist with saliva.

“You know what you are? A disappointment. I've given you a wonderful opportunity - the opportunity to have purpose in life. Little colts and fillies don’t get anywhere without their siblings helping them along. Twilight came back from her travels, and she showed me the way our culture should really work - fillies and colts having purpose, serving their elders. She showed us all how it should work. So it’s only a matter of time until this is the new normal. And you will find your place in it. It’s not a matter of if, it’s a matter of when. And what do you do for me, when I give you this opportunity? Squander it. Humiliate me in front of my friends. You looked pathetic, and they both knew it. But things can still be set right. You just have to learn. And if you won’t learn by your own volition, I’ll have to make you learn.”

She stepped forwards, grabbing Sweetie Belle’s tail. Not in her magic, in her teeth. Through the house they went, coming to a stop at the flight of stairs to the basement again.

“Second door.”

Rarity didn’t have to say any more. Sweetie descended the stairs, coming to a stop in front of the new door. Pushing it open, the door creaked aside. In she stepped, engulfed by darkness. A minute passed before Rarity came in, in which time she’d collected a stack of gear and attire, none of which Sweetie could clearly see in the darkness. But regardless of whether or not she could see it, she’d know what it all was soon enough, as she heard her Master undoing the first buckle.