"My Hero..."

Somehow, Rarity's house was simultaneously both shocking beyond belief and exactly what Applejack had expected it to look like.

She wasn't sure if it was the biggest house she seen since she started to entertain the super rich, but it was certainly the best-looking one. The white palace that she was riding towards looked like something that a queen couldn't afford. Beyond the massive iron gate in front was a long asphalt driveway that ended with a loop and a massive water fountain in the middle of the loop. At the front of the house was a set of stairs that were about twenty steps high and half of a block long. The stairs looked like they were made from real marble, which meant that, knowing Rarity, they HAD to be real marble. White stone columns that looked hand-chiseled were placed evenly apart at the top of the imposing stairway to extravagant mansion that was just so perfectly "Rarity" in every way.

Applejack parked the bike in front of the huge building, took of her helmet, and got off. "Home sweet home, huh?" she asked Rarity.

"Yes," Rarity answered, removing her helmet, as well. "Thank you for getting me home safely. Could you walk me inside?"

"Of course, Rarity."

And with that, Rarity allowed herself to be scooped up once again in Applejack's arms. Even through Rarity probably weight just as much as Applejack did, the cowgirl effortlessly lifted her off of the bike and held her close to her chest as she carried Rarity up the steps and right to a set of white doors with gold-plated handles.

Applejack removed her hand from Rarity's back for a brief moment in order to open one of the doors, then quickly put it right back on the task of steadying her body as she walked Rarity into an incredibly wide hallway with white tile flooring that was so clean that she could see their reflections off of it. The room she found herself in looked more like a shopping mall than somebody's house. There were several doorways on each side of the huge hall, and even more at the top of very modern-looking stainless steel staircase that led to a balcony that seemed to be only a small part of the second floor. And beyond that, several more floors with several more balconies.

Applejack heard the heavy wooden door close behind them and tried to figure out what to do next.

"I'm really tired," Rarity spoke up. "Why don't you just carry me to my bedroom? It's on the top floor at the very end of the hall."

"Of course," Applejack answered. "The bedroom. So you can sleep. Right."

Applejack started moving again, already getting a much more intimate feeling of Rarity's smooth back being cradled by her right hand and her shapely thighs being supported by her left. She carried her fabulous body up stair after stair, quickly finding that her original assessment of her house looking like a shopping mall was more accurate than she realized. Every floor had a large hole in the middle of the floor with glass panels and stainless steel railings to allow people to look down, or up at other floors without falling. Each floor had about a dozen doors, six on the left side, six on the right, and a far wall at the very end of the hallway with absolutely nothing on it, floor after floor. All of the doors were closed, and Applejack could only wonder why anybody would need this many rooms, but she imagined that Rarity had a specific name and use for every single one.

Applejack finally reached the top floor, and the hallway there looked identical to the other uniform floors she had seen on her way up...

...except for the set of double doors occupying the wall at the very end of the hall.

Every other story had a completely blank wall at the end of each hallway. But on the very top level, there was an otherwise unassuming set of doors that was strategically placed in a way to make sure that you knew that it was a special place:

Rarity's bedroom.

Applejack started to walk down that final hallway to final room at the very end. She still wasn't sure if she actually wanted to go through with this. She felt like she was in one of those dreams where you keep running towards a door that never gets any closer. But, after what felt like an eternity, she opened one of the doors to Rarity's private bed chamber and stepped inside.

Her room looked surprisingly plain, actually. Applejack had expected a complete and total excess of lavish furniture, ivory statues, water fountains, and everything else that the diva could get her hands on. But instead, there was a very simple set of chestnut-colored wood furniture in the form of a chest, a dresser with a mirror, a nightstand, and a solid wooden bed frame, with a headboard and footboard of the exact same color and finish as the other wood in the room. Atop the wooden frame was a king-sized bed that was neatly made and only had slightly more pillows than what was needed, but not as many as Applejack guessed she would have. A walk-in closet, and a fireplace with a mounted TV opposite the bed were the only other noteworthy things in the entire room.

Applejack laid Rarity down on what looked like the most comfortable bed she had ever seen.

"Thank you again for saving me, Applejack," Rarity said, sitting up straight on the bed. She removed her magic purple necklace and opened a drawer in her nightstand. "I'm going to put this safely in my secret drawer. Don't tell anybody what's inside of here, okay?"

Applejack looked over to the nightstand and saw that there were only two things in the drawer: Rarity's necklace and a strap-on dildo.

Applejack looked back to Rarity. Rarity simply stared at Applejack for a moment and then closed the drawer.

Applejack was pretty sure that Rarity wanted her to see what was inside of that drawer.

"Well, Is there anything else I can do for you before I go, Rarity?" Applejack asked.

Rarity already had a planned answer. She put her drama background to work and fearfully replied, "Do you have to go? I'm still scared that those criminals might come back for me." She then looked up to Applejack and asked, "Could you maybe stay for the night? I would feel so much safer that way."

"Of course, Rarity," Applejack answered. She felt a growing sense of both excitement and unease at just how quickly Rarity's master plan for the night was coming together. "Do you have a guest room?" she feigned cluelessness just to tease her.

"Yes," Rarity answered. "Several, actually. But... I'd feel a lot safer if you... maybe slept with me...?"

"Sure. I can do that for you."

"Oh, and one more thing..."

"...Yes?"

"I like to sleep naked," Rarity said.

...

...

"Me too," Applejack replied.

"Splendid!" Rarity smiled widely. "Well, off to sleep, then!" And then, Rarity immediately started to remove her shirt.

Applejack turned around and started to strip down, herself. She felt physically incapable of watching Rarity get undressed, so she faced the exact opposite direction so that she wouldn't have to look at her.

Rarity had no such reservations. She already had her shirt removed by the time that Applejack started to strip, and she took advantage of Applejack having her back turned to watch her undress as Rarity did the same. Applejack took off her shoes and socks with little fanfare.

Then she removed her jacket. Her short-sleeved undershirt was now the only thing that was eclipsing Rarity's view of her upper body, but the shirt was tightly-fitted enough to give Rarity an eyeful of her figure. The undershirt came off next and revealed the naked skin of her backside, as well as the soft and feminine arms that carried her entire weight up five flights of steps without any issue. Applejack kept on her bra, much to Rarity's chagrin, and dropped her shorts next. With only a bra, panties, and her necklace remaining, Rarity got her first long look at Applejack's fantastic hourglass figure. Her hips rounded out into a round and squeezable butt. And beneath that was a pair of thick thighs that gradually slimmed down into a pair of smooth legs and cute feet.

Applejack waited for a moment before stripping down any further. Rarity imagined that she was teasing her with anticipation for finally seeing the most private parts of her body. But in reality, Applejack just hesitated briefly before going any further. But eventually, she bent over slightly and dropped her panties, allowing Rarity to gawk at the view of Applejack's naked rear finally being exposed to her. Then, Applejack unclipped her bra and allowed the article of clothing to drop to the floor.

Rarity was stripping at the same pace that Applejack was, so she was already naked by the time that Applejack turned around and flashed her with her now exposed breasts.

Rarity was so awestruck by their shape and size that she didn't even notice that Applejack nearly had a heart attack when she looked at Rarity.

On a scale of one to ten, Applejack herself was probably a nine. Applejack was always taught to be humble, but she was also taught to be honest with herself. So, she decided, she was probably a nine on a scale of one to ten, with a ten being reserved for only the most flawless body imaginable.

When Applejack finally turned around, she realized that Rarity was an eleven. She was beyond anybody's wildest imagination. Her face was perfect. Her legs were perfect. Her hips were perfect. For a moment, Applejack's eyes bounced around wildly across Rarity's divine body, struggling to decide what part to ogle first.

But eventually, her gaze locked onto the most flawless pair of all-natural breasts that she had ever laid eyes on. Applejack stared, starstruck, at the cascade of soft skin that gradually sloped down Rarity's chest, gently forming a pair of smooth spheres with a swollen nipple erected proudly on the surface of each globe of womanly flesh, hanging freely off of her chest, as if they were begging to be grabbed and played with.

Further down her torso, her perfect skin shrank inwards to form a slim waistline with a cute little belly button in the middle. Applejack's eyes moved further down her body and found that her hips were a work of art. They were smooth, blemish-less, and thicker than they had any right to be on a girl with such an enviously slim figure. In between those was a cleanly-shave pussy that looked just as tantalizing as every other part of her flawless body.

Applejack suddenly felt like she didn't deserve the title of "Goddess" anymore. Even though Rarity didn't have her limitless strength, she had a body that put Applejack to absolute shame.

Rarity pulled back the bed sheets on her mattress and climbed into her bed, covering up her body and lying on her side, turned away from Applejack. Applejack simply stared for a moment, utterly mesmerized by the brief glimpse of perfection that Rarity had shown her, and utterly desperate to see it again. She felt her feet moving on their own, quickly taking Applejack towards the bed. Applejack lifted up the covers in order to climb in next to Rarity, getting another brief glimpse of her naked body as she did so. She lied down next to her and pulled the covers up onto her body, as well.

They both laid there in silence for an uncomfortably long time. Applejack was starting to wonder if there was something that she was supposed to do. But Rarity had planned everything. And now, they were both here, both naked, both laying in the same bed, and Rarity had even shown her a sex toy. And yet... nothing was happening.

"I can't sleep," Rarity finally said after what felt like several eternities. She rolled over to her other side and faced Applejack. "I guess that I'm still a little rattled after that abduction. I don't suppose you have a trick to help me get my mind off of all of this, right? Like, do you have a way to... take care of my stress?"

Applejack realized that was her cue to begin. Her mind seemed to completely blank out as her arm reached around Rarity and slowly dragging her hand up the softest back that her hand had ever explored before. Eventually, her hand made it up to Rarity's neck, and finally, the back of her head. She gently cradled the back of Rarity's head in her palm, idly running her fingertips through the endless sea of purple strands flowing down onto the bed.

"I think I have an idea," Applejack said. I guess it's now or never, she realized.

Then, Applejack closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and planted a deep kiss on Rarity's lips. The woman offered no resistance. In fact, she barely seemed to respond at all, outside of her breathing becoming significantly heavier. Rarity's entire face seemed to go completely limp as soon as Applejack's lips made contact. In an instant, Applejack suddenly realized that she was going to be the most submissive client that she had ever known. Rarity literally wanted nothing more than to just lay there and let Applejack do as she pleased with her. Applejack's nervousness and hesitance were rapidly disappearing as she reached a hand out towards Rarity's chest and slowly sank her fingertips into one of her flawless breasts.

Applejack had only just started, and already Rarity was being utterly overwhelmed by her own raging hormones. She felt the blond's hand dig playfully into one of her breasts and give it a gentle squeeze, eliciting even more erratic shaking and panting than she was already doing under Applejack's skillful touch. She already had her eyes closed in order to focus on the feeling of her lips on her mouth and her hand on her chest. She could feel every square inch of Applejack's hand latched onto her breast, squeezing and groping and swirling it around on her chest while Applejack's lips sealed themselves over her mouth and forcefully sandwiched Rarity's head in between the Applejack's soft hand and her even softer lips.

Suddenly, Applejack rolled both of them over and positioned herself on top of the fashionista.

Only then did it all finally clicked that this was really happening. It wasn't when they both stripped naked, it wasn't when they both climbed into the same bed, it wasn't when Applejack kissed her, and it wasn't even when she started to play with her breasts that it all truly sink in. It was the moment when she found herself laying on her back underneath her, superhumanly strong friend and feeling the full weight of Applejack's naked body sprawled out over her own naked form that made Rarity finally come to terms with the fact that Applejack was about to make love to her. She opened her eyes for what the felt like the first time since Applejack had started, just to make sure that all of this was real.

Unbeknownst to the billionaire, Applejack was getting just as excited as she was. She had one of the two greatest breasts in the world inside of her own eager hand, she was locking lips with the prettiest girl on the planet, and now she was on top of said girl, ready to finally end the night in the best way possible. Rarity's eyes snapped open for a moment...

...and her piercing blue irises instilled an emotion that Applejack had never felt before.

Applejack always wanted her clients to be satisfied with every visit, but that was mostly because it was good for business and she usually enjoyed herself more if she could make her customers as hard, or wet, as she possibly could.

But when Rarity looked at her like that... When Rarity looked up at her with such an intense and desperate longing for her, Applejack found herself truly wanting to make Rarity happy with every fiber of her being. She found a goofy, love-drunk smile sprouting on her face before she could stop herself.

"If anything I do makes you feel uncomfortable, let me know, ya hear? Anything at all."

Rarity had never had another woman look at her like that before, and she never had a woman speak to her like that, either! Those friendly green eyes, that pure smile on her freckled face, and the curtain of golden hair behind it, falling gently around her shoulders all ignited a sense of desire so strong that it completely robbed Rarity of the ability to speak. She wanted to tell Applejack that she could never hurt her. She wanted to tell her to that she loved her. She wanted to tell her to hurry up and pleasure her already!

But, as she soon found out, she didn't need to tell her that last one, because Applejack was about to pleasure her, regardless.