She stepped over the threshold into the lobby of her favorite salon. Rarity looked around as she finished tying the belt of her coat around her waist. She smiled as she walked up to the counter to pay for her finished works.
"My, Miss Rarity don't you look wonderful," Aloe said with a smile as she rang up the charges.
"Oh, yes," Rarity said stretching her arms a little. "You and your sister always do such wonderful work."
"Oh my goodness!" Rarity squeaked as she saw the clock on the wall behind the counter. "Is that the time?!"
"Yes," Aloe said nodding with a smile. "Is something wrong?"
"Oh I'm late!"
Rarity accepted her receipt and ran out the door. Her heels clicking on the tile floor as she moved. She tossed her purse unceremoniously onto the passenger seat as she climbed into her car. Turning over the engine she threw it into reverse and drove off rapidly in the direction of Sweet Apple Acres.
After several minutes of fast paced driving and praying she didn't get a ticket she pulled onto the dirt road that lead to the farm house. As she pulled up to the house she saw BigMac's work truck parked out front. She turned the engine off and got out grabbing her purse from the front seat and walked around to the trunk to get her bag. She trotted up the front steps and to the door. She opened it softly and looked around the front of the house. Sighing that no one was home she entered and made her way up the stairs.
Upon reaching the landing she stopped and looked at the door she knew so well. Stepping in front of it she placed her hand over her heart to feeling the rapid beating. Taking a steadying breath she lightly knocked on the door before opening it. She stepped inside the dark room and closed the door softly behind her. She set her purse and bag down before starting to untie the belt around her waist.
"Yer late," she stiffened at the sound of that country accent.
"I...I..know I'm sorry," she stammered as she finished undoing her belt and pulled her coat off and placed it upon her bag. "I was at the salon. I wanted to look nice for you."
"Ya know yer s'posed to ask before going to the spa."
"I know," Rarity said softly looking down at her feet.
She had worn a dress she had finished a few months ago, but had yet to wear. It was a deep purple that hugged her curves tightly. She placed her hands together in front of her and smiled a little.
"I just wanted to be as pretty as possible for you. I know you like it when I'm pretty."
"I like it when ya ask my permission," her mentor said rising from the bed.
"I know bu," before Rarity try to explain she felt the sting of leather against her lips.
"Did I ask ya for an explanation?"
"No," she whimpered softly.
She shivered as she felt the tip of the riding crop run across her cheek, down her neck, to between her breasts the front of her dress giving ample room to show them off. She inhaled sharply at the feeling of her metnor's tongue on her skin.
"Nice dress."
"Do you like it?" Rarity asked her heart racing a little. "I was hoping you would."
"Strip."
"Of course," Rarity said nodding as she reached back to unzip her dress.
"I said strip!"
She had been going slowly, but jumped when her mentor barked at her. She felt her mentor's rough fingers shove her own hands aside and grab hold of the zipper. She winced as the sound of ripping fabric filled the room. Her mentor had roughly pulled the zipper down to remove the dress and ripped the fabric.
"When I tell you strip I don't mean slowly," her mentor whispered in her ear as the dress fell to her ankles.
She was trembling. Knowing she couldn't say anything about the dress or she'd be punished. She nodded slowly keeping her eyes down looking at her feet. She felt her mentor's rough fingers slide across her back down her thigh then up to her stomach.
"Such soft skin."
"I know."
"You wore my favorite."
She smiled at the chuckle in her mentor's voice. She knew her mentor was partial to her pink lace panties. Her breath caught in her throat at the feeling of rough fingers between her thighs.
"So wet."
"I know," Rarity gasped as she felt those rough fingers rub her warmth through the delicate fabric.
"For me?"
"Yes!"
Her whole body jerked as her panties were roughly pulled down her legs. She wobbled a little in her heels as she allowed her mentor to move the torn dress and wet panties away. She felt her cheeks burn with blush as she stood naked in the dark room. She didn't know what was going to happen next.
"I think I'm in the mood for a pony ride," her mentor said standing up beside her and softly rubbed the tip of the riding crop against her soft rear.
"What?" Rarity asked before jumping at the pain of the crop whipping her rear.
"I said a pony ride."
"Ok, ok, ok, ok," Rarity whimpered softly.
She rubbed her rear as she watched her mentor walk over to a dresser against the wall and open a drawer. She heard the sound of metal clinking and the soft flapping of leather as things were being pulled out. She wondered what this was going to be. They'd never done this pony ride before.
"Here we go," her mentor chuckled whipping something across her face.
"What?" Rarity asked blinking. "What is that?"
"Why yer tail a' course," her mentor said tapping a long hard plastic object against her cheek.
"My tail?" Rarity asked looking at the plastic piece with long strands of hair sticking out of the end. "But how's it supposed to stay in place? You took off my panties."
"Oh I think you know," her mentor chuckled tapping her still stinging rear with the riding crop. "Why don't you go ahead and lube it up."
"But," she gagged a little as the plastic end was pushed into her mouth.
She sucked on the plastic making sure to get it nice and wet. She coughed a little when the plastic was finally pulled from her mouth. She tried to catch her breath before she felt the riding crop tap against her knees.
"Go on pretty pony," her mentor chuckled. "All fours."
Rarity obeyed getting down onto her knees then leaned forward until she could put her hands on the soft carpet. She jumped and whimpered as the crop hit her soft rear again. She complied to the silent demand and stuck her rear further up into the air. She moaned, screwing her eyes shut tight as she felt the plastic end of her tail pressing against her pucker. She moaned louder as the plastic slowly entered her.
"Getting wetter," that soft chuckling voice said as the plastic entered all the way in.
"Oooooh," Rarity groaned as she felt herself holding the tail inside. "Aaaaah!"
"Ponies don't sound like that," her mentor said as the crop struck her rear again.
"Nnnneeiiiggggh," Rarity got out as she rigled on her hands and knees.
"That's my little pony. Now time for your bridle."
Before Rarity could even ask the taste of plastic filled her mouth. She felt her tongue pressing agaisnt the ball gag. She hated these things, but with it jammed into her mouth she couldn't protest. She felt a leather collar placed around her neck and felt long leather straps rest on her back.
"Such a pretty pony I have," her mentor chuckled.
Rarity shivered as she felt those rough hands roam her body. She did her best to make horse noises as those hands checked over her body. Even though they were rough she enjoyed the way her body felt at those touches. Oh what she wouldn't give to always have those hands on her all of the time. Suddenly the hands were gone, just as she was was about to look around she felt the tapping on her rear.
The shiver that ran down her spine was both anticipation and nervse. She was always awed by the size of that thing. She watched as her mentor moved around behind her. She groaned as she felt that hard member rub against her warm wetness. She wiggled her hips begging for it.
"Oh such a naughty pony."
Rarity did her best to neigh through her bridle wanting it. She moaned as she felt that hard member slide into her. That hard length sliding in and out of her was heavenly. Those long deep thrusts pounded into her harder and harder. She made noises of pleasure against her gag as she felt her first climax already coming.
Her body shook with waves of passion as her climax hit hard. She slowly started to lower herself to the floor when she felt a tug at her neck. The collar around her neck was pulling against her weight. She had to force herself back up lest she choke.
"This ride ain't over my pretty little pony," her mentor chuckled.
Rarity moaned as she felt that hard member begin to pound her again. It took everything she had to keep herself up so that collar wouldn't choke her to death. Her breasts started to hurt as they bounced with each hard thrust. The sound of their naked flesh smacking against each other filled the room along with the grunts of her mentor with each thrust.
It was much longer this time, but soon she felt another climax building. She wanted it, craved it so much right now. She began bucking her hips to match each thrust.
"Oh we've got ourselves a wild one! Let's see if we can break ya!"
Rarity neighed loudly against her gag in response. She bucked harder against each thrust. As more minutes passed she felt it growing. Her climax was almost there. Her head snapped back as it came washing over her full force. Her moan of pleasure was strangled by the gag. This time there was no avoiding it, she slumped forward onto the floor. Thankfully her mentor had let go of the reins.
She laid on the ground trying to breath deeply through her nose when she felt those rough hands working on the gag. As soon as the ball gag was out of her mouth a large amount of drool that she hadn't been able to swallow poured out of her mouth. She panted as the collar was removed from her neck. She let out a soft breathless neigh as the tail was slowly pulled out of her pucker.
She could not bring herself to lift her head off the floor to look around as she heard the sounds of movement. Soon a pair of strong arms lifted her up off the floor. She could barely wrap her arms around the neck of her mentor as she was carried over to the bed. She sighed as she felt the soft mattress under her. Another sigh escaped her lips as she felt those strong arms around around her waist and a soft kiss on her neck.
"How's my pretty pony?"
"Mmmmm," Rarity moaned softly pressing her back against the soft flesh of her mentor. "That was wonderful, Applejack."
"Glad you liked it," she said with a chuckle and another kiss on the back of Rarity's neck. "Sorry about the dress."
"Oh it's alright, darling," Rarity said turning over to smile at Applejack. "I can fix it later. You were just doing what you do."
Rarity leaned forward and rested her head against Applejack's breasts. They were smaller than her own, but they were oh so warm right now. Applejack's rough hands ran up and down the soft skin of Rarity's back.
"I do so enjoy these sessions," Rarity whispered softly against Applejack's breasts. "I can't begin to imagine how crazy I'd be without you."
"Probably as crazy as you were that night I slapped you," Applejack answered with a laugh. "In fact that's what got us started on these little sessions huh?"
"Yes I think so," Rarity said with a giggle and kissed one of Applejack's breasts. "Applejack, dear, are you sure you don't need reciprocation?"
"Rarity," Applejack said with that stern voice she used during their sessions. "I've told you before I don't need that. I'm fine with how things are."
Rarity started to suck on one of her nipples, but stopped when Applejack swatted her rear hard.
"Ok, ok, ok," Rarity giggled. "Thank you again, darling."
"No problem, Sugarcube," Applejack said kissing Rarity's forehead. "I keep telling you it's enough for me to know that we're keeping your stress down."
"I know," Rarity said lifting her head a little. "By the way I saw your brother's truck out front. He's can't hear us can he?"
"Oh probably not," Applejack said yawning a little. "Him and Cheerilee don't really pay attention to anything else when they're spending time together."
"Cheerilee is here?" Rarity asked in shock.
"Where do you think I got the tail from?" Applejack giggled.
"NO!"
Author's Note
I hope you all enjoyed this little piece. I wrote this quite awhile ago. I've decided that it will continue. "Until the Next Chapter"
AppleJack blinked in surprise for a moment when she opened the door the bathroom door and found Cheerilee standing there, one of BigMac's flannel shirts hanging off her frame. The two stood in silence for a moment before Cheerilee smiled at her.
"So?"
"Thanks," AppleJack smiled back. "Worked out just fine."
"I'm glad," Cheerilee nodded as she walked into the bathroom after AppleJack stepped out. "Have a good night."
"Night," AppleJack said with a nod over her shoulder as the door closed.
AppleJack closed her bedroom door with a soft click. She looked over to her bed where the sleeping form of Rarity lay tucked under the covers. A smile spread across her lips as she watched her sleep. After a bit she walked over to the clothing she'd pulled off of her. Kneeling down she picked up the soft fabric. Moving the dress around she looked at the back of the dress and sighed.
"Doesn't look too bad," she mumbled softly before laying it out on top of her dresser.
She then looked at the panties Rarity had been wearing. She smiled and shook her head at the delicate lace in her hand. True she could never bring herself to wear pink, but that didn't mean she didn't like it. The way the color stood out against Rarity's porcelain white skin, it always made her smile.
Moving back over to the bed she sat down, and continued to watch her best friend sleep. The slow rise and fall of her chest, the top sheet barely covering her ample bosom. Reaching out she brushed a few strands of Rarity's hair back from her face. She smiled before moving her hand down pulling the sheet away.
It was at that moment Rarity shifted in her sleep murmuring something in her sleep before rolling over to try and get under the covers. Applejack smiled and slid into bed beside her. She lay on her back and looked up at the ceiling. This whole thing between her and Rarity had been going on for a while now. Closing her eyes she recalled that first instance.
"Rarity!" Applejack hollered as she knocked on the door for the third time.
Today had been one of their spa days. It was strange enough that she would miss it, but now that she didn't seem to be in the boutique Applejack was getting worried. She headed around to the back fishing out her keys. Rarity had given her a spare key a few years back so that Applejack could look after her cat Opal. Turning the key in the lock she opened the door and looked around the kitchen. No one was there.
Frowning Applejack closed the door behind her, and moved towards the stairs that lead up to Rarity's apartments. Her heart began pounding in her chest something wasn't right. Rarity's car had been outside she should be here. Biting her lip as she stepped onto the landing she could hear a soft scratching sound. Looking down the hall she could see Opal scratching at the door at the end of the hall, the door to Rarity's designing room.
If Applejack had thought her heart was pounding before it was going like a jack hammer now. Applejack all but flew down the hall. Nearly knocking the door from the frame as she barged in. Scanning the room she soon found the woman she had been seeking. Slumped over a drawing desk was Rarity.
"Rarity!" Applejack called out running to her.
"Mhguh," was the response Applejack got when she shook the fashionista.
Judging from the bags under her eyes this was probably the first sleep Rarity had had in awhile. Applejack frowned as Rarity slowly regained consciousness. She blinked up at Applejack her eyes slowly focusing on her.
"Applejack?" Rarity's voice was soft. "Wha-what are you doing here?"
"Rarity," Applejack looked Rarity over as she turned to face her. "You feeling ok, Sugarcube?"
"What are you doing here?" Rarity asked with a yawn. "Our spa day isn't until Thursday."
"Rarity," Applejack said softly. "Today is Thursday."
"WHAT?!" Rarity spun around to look at the calendar on the wall. "Th-th-that's not possible!"
"Rarity!"
"It can't be Thursday already," Rarity exclaimed her eyes wide with shock. "I've got so much to do!"
"Rarity!"
"I've got to finish these designs," Rarity muttered to herself turning back to her desk. "I still need to finish making orders for the new silks."
"Rarity!" Applejack moved closer to the other woman trying to get a hold of her. "You're scaring me."
"Oh, what am I going......." SMACK
The sound of Rarity's glasses skittering across the floor filled the silence after Applejack slapped her across the face. Applejack looked down at the shocked look on Rarity's face. Her porcelain skin was already starting to turn red.
"Applejack?' Rarity's voice was barely above a whisper.
"I'm sorry, Rarity," Applejack responded her voice shaking at her own action.
Applejack was pulled from her thoughts when she felt some warm press against her arm. She glanced down and smiled softly at the sight. Rarity had moved back to her and was snuggling up against her. She reached down and gently placed a hand on the bare skin of her back. Slowly rubbing her thumb against the delicate skin she gazed upon her Rarity. Shaking her head softly at the thought. No Rarity wasn't her's. They were just doing this to keep her stress down.
"Good night, Sugar," Applejack whispered softly and leaned down to kiss her forehead before closing her eyes to go back to sleep.
Rarity stirred slightly. She stretched her legs out gently rubbing them up against Applejack's enjoying the sensation of skin against skin. She reached over and frowned slightly as she felt fabric against her fingertips. She opened her eyes, and pouted as they adjusted to the light. Applejack must have gotten up at some point, she was wearing a shirt. Deciding to push her luck she slowly slid her hand under Applejack's shirt and sighed when she felt the muscle.
"Oh I just love this," Rarity whispered to her self as she slowly rubbed her hand along Applejack's firm stomach.
She so badly wanted to go lower or higher, but she knew that could wake Applejack up. If Applejack woke up and caught her doing that well she would be in the not fun kind of trouble. She sighed as she snuggled up against Applejack's warm body more, and reflected on when things had changed between them.
"Applejack?' Rarity's voice was barely above a whisper.
"I'm sorry, Rarity," Applejack responded her voice shaking at her own action.
Rarity blinked slowly at Applejack. The stinging of her cheek was the only thing telling her that she wasn't asleep and dreaming.
"I'm so sorry, Rarity," Applejack said softly. "You was just acting so crazy."
Rarity reached up and touched her cheek softly wincing slightly. She blinked at Applejack again before taking a deep breath. She sat down heavily on her chair and sighed.
"I should apologize," Rarity said softly. "I'm just so out of sorts right now."
"When was the last time you got any sleep?" Applejack asked as she walked over to pick up Rarity's glasses. As she knelt down the sound of Rarity's stomach raised another question. "Or even ate?"
"I don't recall darling," Rarity answered a deep blush on her cheeks as she kept herself from looking at Applejack.
"That's it," Applejack sighed as she set Rarity's glasses on the desk. "Get up."
"What?" Rarity asked looking up.
"I said get up," Applejack's voice was stern and her grip strong as she pulled Rarity from her chair.
"Applejack...." Rarity tried to protest, but she was far too weak at the moment to do more than whine softly.
"First things first," Applejack said as she pulled Rarity along behind her. "You're going to take a shower."
Rarity didn't argue with Applejack. She meekly followed behind her friend, her hand held tightly in Applejack's strong rough one. She looked down at their hands, then to the back of Applejack's head. Her heart was pounding in her chest, and she had no idea why. She followed into the bathroom and watched as Applejack turned on the water for her.
"Take off your clothes," Applejack said as she turned around.
"What?" Rarity blinked in surprise.
"You gotta be naked ta take a shower," Applejack chuckled as she moved closer and placed her hand on top of Rarity's head. "You're a lot sleepier than I thought if you forgot that."
"Oh, of course," Rarity nodded as she began to unbutton her blouse.
"I'll go downstairs and get you something to eat."
"Right," Rarity nodded as she watched Applejack leave.
Stripping off the rest of her clothes she climbed into the tub, and closed the curtain. She closed her eyes as she stood under the warm water. She hadn't realized how tense she had been. The water slowly loosening her muscles. She sighed deeply as she grabbed one of the bottles of perfumed soap she used. Slowly she began washing herself.
Her mind drifted to Applejack as she reached up to her face. The spot on her cheek where she'd been slapped didn't sting anymore, and felt only slightly raised. She shivered slightly even with the warm water when she remembered how Applejack looked at her. Those eyes filled with both concern, and anger. Something about those eyes made her feel just so. It was a moment before she even realized she was touching herself.
"What am I doing?" She asked herself as she moved her hand away.
Turning off the water she got out of the shower. Grabbing a towel she dried herself before wrapping her hair up in it. She grabbed her fluffy pink robe and wrapped herself in it's warmth. The shower had been heavenly, but she was still so tired. She knew she should go and work on her design, but also knew that Applejack wouldn't let her. She instead walked to her room where she found Applejack sitting on her bed a plate consisting of a sandwich and apple slices rest on her lap. Rarity smiled softly and sat down beside her taking the plate when Applejack handed it to her.
"Thank you," Rarity said softly before eating.
The sandwich was heavenly and the apple slices with the caramel sauce divine. She blushed when Applejack wiped away a small amount of the sauce from her chin and popped her thumb in her mouth. Once finished she watched Applejack take the plate from her and place it on her dresser. She thought it strange she had expected Applejack to take it down stairs.
"Darling?" Rarity asked softly as she watched Applejack take off her boots. "What are you doing?"
"What's it look like?" Applejack said she she pulled off her socks. "I'm making myself comfortable."
"Why?" Rarity asked as she took the towel from her hair.
"You are gonna sleep now," Applejack said as she unbuttoned her jeans. "And I aim to make sure that you do."
Rarity was speech less as she watched Applejack pull off her jeans to reveal plain white cotton panties. Standing up Applejack folded her jeans neatly and placed them on top of her boots. She turned back to Rarity and cocked her head to one side.
"What?"
"I...what?" Was all Rarity could get out of her mouth as Applejack walked over.
"Sleep," Applejack said softly as she placed a hand on Rarity's shoulder. "Now."
Once again Rarity could not help but follow what Applejack's stern voice told her to do. She nodded and lay back on the bed. Applejack moved around to the other side and lay beside her. Rarity looked over at Applejack who smiled softly at her as she lay on her side.
"Applejack?" Rarity asked softly as she wasn't sure what to do.
"Hush," Applejack answered softly. "Sleep."
Rarity nodded as she closed her eyes. She didn't know why, but just being like this with Applejack beside her, and telling her what to do she felt so at ease. Slowly sleep to her far beyond her stress.
Rarity look up at Applejack's sleeping face and smiled as she remembered that first instance. She leaned up and kissed Applejack's cheek and nuzzled her neck before sighing contentedly. She truly loved these moments. She wasn't sure exactly when they had started. Maybe they had been there the whole time. Maybe being with Applejack like this had brought those feelings to the forefront of her mind. She knew she wanted more from Applejack than just these little sessions, but she also knew that Applejack was fine with how things were. She didn't want to risk losing this if Applejack didn't want more. For now she was content with the little moments like this. Closing her eyes she focused on the rise and fall of Applejack's stomach as she breathed.
Author's Note
Welp there is the second chapter. There is still more to come so I hope you enjoy. For those of you who know and understand the lifestyle do not worry. There will be open lines of communication between our girls as time goes on. Things might get better or they might get worse. We shall see. "Until the Next Chapter"
