Rainbow Dash slammed into the Sugarcube Corner welcome mat and knocked on the door in the swiftest, most efficient way possible: With her face. Turns out welcome mats make quite good sleds if you hit them with enough speed.
“Ow,” She groaned, rubbing her door knocker with a hoof.
“RAINBOWDASHHI!” Pinkie Pie appeared literally out of nowhere directly in Rainbow’s face; startling her and causing her to stumble backwards.
“Pinkie!!!” The cyan pegasus squealed, before throttling her voice into something less ‘girlish scream’ and more ‘angry’, “I told you not to do that anymore!”
Pinkie Pie giggled, smiling widely. “I’m sorry Rainbow Dash. Please come in!” She offered, opening the door for her.
Rainbow Dash stepped inside and examined the interior. It looked much the same, only today there was a quite a mess practically everywhere the eye could see, and both Mr. and Mrs. Cake were frantically trying to get orders ready in time for delivery.
“Er... is this a bad time?” Rainbow Dash inquired of her pink pony friend.
“Oh, don’t worry! This accounts for ‘normal’ around here. Besides, what I have to show you won’t require you to be out here. Come to my bedroom!” Pinkie Pie insisted, bouncing up the stairs.
“Your bedroom huh?” Rainbow Dash asked herself. As naughty thoughts entered her brain, her face contorted into a lecherous grin. “You bet!” She responded, eagerly followed after her.
As they got upstairs, Rainbow Dash couldn’t help but be disconcerted from Pinkie Pie’s choice of decor. Everything was just so very... pink. So instead, she let her eyes drift to Pinkie Pie's bouncing backside as the party pony rummaged through the closet. It was still very pink, yet for some reason a lot easier on the eyes. “So Pinkie Pie, what did you have to show me...?” Her mind was overflowing with so many kinky possibilities.
In response to the question, the party pony swerved around with a black, rectangular plastic box in between her teeth. “Thiph!” She bounced over to her television set where she spat out the box, opened it with her hooves and popped out the video tape hiding inside. She pushed it into the VCR using her nose and turned the TV on with a flick of her hoof.
"This is a bit difficult to talk about... So I’ll show you instead. Can you please watch this? All of it? Don't stop until the end, ok Dash?" Pinkie Pie requested, sounding surprisingly serious.
Rainbow Dash blinked, curious by her sudden change in demeanor. “Uh, okay, sure.”
“Promise me!” Pinkie Pie insisted.
The cyan pegasus jerked her head back in surprise. “Ok ok Pinkie, I promise!”
“Do the Pinkie Swear!”
“Oh come on Pinkie. I-”
DO IT!!!” Pinkie Pie’s voice rose to an almost dangerous pitch.
Rainbow Dash sighed. Giving in, she proceeded to repeat the words and actions of her friend’s most popular little ritual. “Cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye!”
It was like flicking a switch on Pinkie’s mood-o-meter, flipping straight from serious to skippyball without any space in between. “Great!” With that, she turned towards the VCR and pressed the play button. “Remember, the whole thing!” Pinkie Pie reiterated before heading off downstairs.
Rainbow Dash nodded as her friend disappeared, taking all the good pink with her and leaving only the suffocatingly girly pink of her atrocious decor. With a heavy sigh, she divebombed onto the (surprise surprise) pink sofa and got herself as comfortable as she could manage on the dense cushioning just as a pony’s face suddenly appeared on the T.V. monitor.
It was a blue pony with piercing yellow eyes staring at her, or rather, the video camera in front of him. With a sly grin, the pony stepped back from the camera, revealing his entire self. “Greetings, viewers. I’m Pokey Pierce,” The unicorn introduced as he pressed a hoof to his chest. “And I have a special treat for all of you today.”
“Pokey Pierce... why do I know that name?” Rainbow Dash asked herself, putting a hoof to her chin in thought. She had only a moment to contemplate before something on the screen wrenched her away from her thoughts and caused her hoof to fall and her mouth to drop.
The camera was now focusing on somepony behind him, and it was, to Rainbow Dash’s surprise, none other than Pinkie Pie herself. However, the pink of her coat has been replaced with mostly silver, as she was wrapped up almost completely in duct tape; only her head and her poofy tail were spared. The tape started from her neckline all the way down to her outstretched hindhooves, with her forehooves sealed at her sides. Her cheery disposition seemed as restrained as she was. She tried to speak, but the multiple strips of tape over her lips filtered her words into unintelligible jargon.
Pokey did not allow the camera linger on her for long as he suddenly grasped the lens in his magic and turned it back towards him. “I found her sneaking around my premises last night, so I thought the only proper punishment is to teach her a hard lesson about trespassing in a way that only a virile stallion such as myself could,” He explained, putting sharp emphasis on the word ‘virile’.
“V... virile...?” Rainbow Dash asked to nopony in particular. She felt a flushed heat in her loins, causing her to swallow hard. “Just what the hay is this!?”
Pokey stepped away from the camera, pacing around Pinkie Pie and examining over her well-wrapped body with a lustful glint in his eyes. He stopped once he was aligned with her head and proceeded to sit on his haunches. Pinkie Pie could clearly see something that Rainbow Dash could not as the party pony’s eyes suddenly went wide and she started screaming in horror. She tried to squirm away, but all that succeeded in doing was causing her to wriggle in place like a helpless caterpillar. Pokey’s magic then began to envelop her until he had enough leverage to bury her face in his crotch.
As Rainbow Dash watched, she couldn’t stop her wings as they fanned open on her back. She tried to will them closed, but they refused to cooperate, remaining stiff. She let out an excited breath and said, “This is hotter than it has any right to be...”
She found herself watching on as Pokey began to rub his crotch against Pinkie’s smothered face; ignoring her rather vocal protests. This went on for quite a while until Pokey finally had enough. He then stood up, and Rainbow Dash could now clearly see his black, slender dick dangling from between his legs. She gasped as she finally realized what she was watching.
“This is a porno! But... if that’s true, then why does she look so unhappy?” She asked herself, focusing on the sad look in Pinkie Pie’s eyes. She couldn’t understand it. If she wasn’t enjoying this, then why did she have it on tape? And why was she showing it to her?
Before she could attempt to answer any of these questions, het thoughts were interrupted as the television screen caught her attention again, leaving her watching Pokey flip Pinkie onto her back and step over her. His cock slapped against her face, and he spread another wicked grin as he tore away the the tape covering her lips in one swift motion - An action Rainbow Dash suspected hurt like hell.
“Please, stop this! I’m sorry I prowled! I won’t do it again, I promise! I Pinkie Promise!!!” The struggling pony pleaded.
“Sorry babe, but that’s not good enough,” Pokey informed her as he wrapped his magic around something out of view of the camera. He brought it in close, and Rainbow Dash was able to identify it as a metal ring wrapped in leather attached to leather straps. The ring itself was quite large, roughly the size of... Oh goddess!
As the foreboding object was lowered towards Pinkie’s face, she frantically shook her head; keeping her lips tightly sealed to prevent it from getting inside. Getting frustrated, Pokey, decided enough was enough and slammed a hoof into Pinkie’s chest with just enough force to get her to yelp. He immediately pounced on his window of opportunity and shoved the ring-gag into her open mouth, pushing it in firmly. Once he got a secure fit (since she wasn’t making it easy on him), he proceeded to latch it off behind her head.
Pinkie Pie, having failed at stopping the insertion of the gag, immediately returned to pleading with him. However, and although her words came out as more than just incoherent mumbling this time, they were still terribly hard to understand. It didn’t matter, as Pokey didn’t seem to give two bucks what she had to say; he had already made his intentions quite clear.
With her mouth now secure, Pokey returned to addressing the audience, “Who wants to take bets that this lovely mare will be able to take it all?” He grinned devilishly.
Upon hearing this, Pinkie Pie’s eyes opened wide with an incoherent shriek as she shook her head frantically. If Rainbow Dash didn’t know any better, she could swear that she saw true fear in those enlarged, sky blue discs of hers - or maybe she didn’t know better. She wasn’t sure of anything at this point - aside from her obvious, universal pegasi sign of excitement and and the strange mixture of shock, horror, and arousal all she felt all at once.
Pokey leaned up, far up, practically on the tips of his hooves as he positioned his tapered length towards Pinkie’s gaping muzzle. “My money’s on her taking it all!” He declared before slowly beginning his descent.
PInkie Pie tried to squirm away, her entire body tensing against her sturdy cocoon, but she was helpless at preventing his thick cock from sliding into her mouth. She screamed again, louder than ever before, but her screaming gave way to gagging as he had managed to lodge his cock deep enough in her throat to trigger her gag reflex. Even so, he apparently wasn’t satisfied, as he continued to push himself even deeper until every last centimeter of his length was forced down her throat, producing a visible bulge. It must have caused Pinkie Pie great pain, since even though eyes were tightly closed, they had become quite damp now and were twitching pretty severely.
The pain Rainbow Dash saw on her friend’s face was too much for her conscience to handle, and she hurried over to the VCR. “I can’t watch this anymore! It isn’t right!” She reached up to stop the video, but she was halted with her hoof lingering over the button as a nagging thought entered her brain: “But then again... What kind of loyal friend would I be if I broke a promise just because I got uncomfortable? And besides...” She shuddered, recalling what angry sex with Pinkie was like. “I don’t want to go through that again. I couldn’t sit down for a whole week!” Reluctantly, she returned to the sofa and continued to watch what she considered a bad taste of a porno - despite what her still-erect wings were saying to the contrary.
Pokey kept Pinkie plugged for a few moments longer before finally pulling back just enough to allow Pinkie Pie to breath again. She gasped for much-needed air, coughing heavily, but never had time to fully recover as shoved his cock down her throat once more. This time however, he didn’t linger. Instead, he built himself up into a steady thrusting rhythm until he was bobbing up and down on Pinkie Pie’s face; his firm ballsac slapping against her forehead with every downwards thrust he made.
Pinkie Pie whimpered throughout the entire ordeal, however it seemed to Rainbow Dash that she wasn’t choking on it like the she had the first time. It was probably the sheer shock of the sudden assault that forced Pinkie to gag. This allowed Rainbow Dash visibly relax now that she knew that her friend was no longer choking to death on his cock. Although, Pinkie’s pained expression still lingered.
Pokey’s thrusting rhythm increased steadily. Before long, he was fucking her mouth like a stallion would fuck the tight tail-end of a pony, and the blissful expression plastered on his face showed that he was enjoying it just as much.
Rainbow Dash bit her lip as felt an unbearable pressure build up within her loins. Despite her reservations, she couldn’t seem to keep her hoof from slowly beginning to descend down her front...
After a while, Pokey gave one final, firm thrust into Pinkie’s mouth before he lifted his head back and moaned vocally as his entire body began to quiver, signifying orgasm. The bulge in Pinkie’s mouth began to pulsate as his cum gushed forth from his tip; forcing its way down the poor pony’s abused throat. Somehow, it made her hoof just a little more wet.
Like all male orgasms (that she’d seen), it was over rather quickly - much to her disappointment considering how far away she still was from her own - as the stallion let out a satisfied sigh and began to slowly retract his softening member from the bound pony mouth. As it came loose, Pinkie Pie immediately coughed up some lingering cum, causing it to stick to the corners of her mouth. She didn’t seem to care though, as she merely closed her eyes and sobbed quietly to herself.
Pokey’s horn glowed as he wrapped his magic around the ring-gag and unfastened it, pulling it free from the silver-clad pink pony’s mouth. Pinkie Pie immediately began to work her over-stretched jaw, but the relief she obtained was short lived as her lips were suddenly sealed shut by one strip of tape after another. She mumbled out something else, giving her captor a pleading look.
“Oh, we’re not through yet my dear, not by a long shot. That was just a warm-up,” Pokey addressed the cocooned earth pony beneath him as he climbed off of her. The gentle aura of his horn expanded as he once again wrapped Pinkie Pie in its embrace. She was lifted off the floor this time and flipped around as he stepped up behind her. “The true fun begins now!” He exclaimed, piercing the tape around her groin area with a pinpoint magic projectile.
Pinkie Pie had become livid now, squirming frantically and screaming in desperation as Pokey proceeded to expand the size of the hole.
Rainbow Dash bit her lip as she felt herself on the verge of climax. She already knew what was coming, but the mental images projected onto her were way ahead of what the video feed was showing her, and she couldn’t hold back any longer.
Once a hole was formed that could accommodate his formidable maleness, Pokey lowered Pinkie Pie to the ground and climbed onto her backside. He reared up, pressed his revived erection’s cocktip against Pinkie Pie’s entrance, and then turned to address the camera. It was Pokey’s mouth that formed the words, but Pinkie Pie who voiced them: “Having fun are we?”
Rainbow Dash blinked in confusion, quickly swiveling her head to the left. What was once an empty couch cushion was now filled with pony, complete with an empty bucket of popcorn. “GAH!!!!” Rainbow Dash yelped, leaping backwards towards the opposite end of the couch. “Where the hay did you come from!?”
Pinkie Pie merely leaned in and pressed her lips against Rainbow’s, causing the pegasus to let out a muffled semi-protest. After a long moment of kissing, she finally managed to pull herself away, blushing as she did so. As enjoyable as that was, she had more pressing concerns to attend to first. “Pinkie Pie, why did you show me this? To get me riled up? Because there are so many easier ways...”
“No-o-o-ot entirely,” She sing-songed,” I just wanted to know what you thought. Did you think we did a good job?”
“You mean you weren’t really being raped?”
“Of course not! Don’t you know me at all you silly-dilly? When I’m depressed or sad or what-have-you, my hair goes flat! Does my hair look flat to you?” Pinkie asked, pointing at the screen.
Rainbow Dash glanced at the television. Pokey had since gone to rutting the sobbing party pony, yet despite how sincere her sorrow looked, her hair was indeed as poofy as ever. Feeling rather foolish now, Rainbow Dash smacked herself on the forehead with a hoof. “I guess I missed that little tidbit...”
Pinkie Pie giggled, smiling warmly at her pegasus friend. “It’s okay Rainbow Dash, I forgive you!” Then, her hoof suddenly brushed up against Rainbow’s thigh, causing the pegasus to shiver with delight. “And since you seem to be enjoying it so much, perhaps I can help you out a little? What do you say, Dashie?” Her voice dropped to something distinctly sultry.
Rainbow Dash swallowed hard. When did it get so hot in here? “Y-Yes please.”
Pinkie Pie’s smile widened as she tossed her empty popcorn bucket to the side and slowly began to spread Rainbow’s legs apart with her hooves. She glanced momentarily at the T.V. screen and she began to ‘Oooo’ with delight. “You’re getting to the best part too!”
“I am?” Rainbow Dash asked, turning her attention back on the video.
The two of them had spent so much time talking that Rainbow Dash had practically missed all of the build up. Now Pokey was ramming hard into the other Pinkie Pie, taking her without any reservations or inhibition. He wanted sex, and he was going to get it from her one way or another. The only difference was, he was the only one (visibly) enjoying the experience.
Then, Rainbow Dash felt a tidal wave of pleasure wash over her as the physically-present Pinkie Pie suddenly began to eat her out with that thoroughly-beloved, dexterous tongue. She moaned vocally, despite the potential danger of the Cakes overhearing her. But what the hay was she supposed to do? She was being pleasured by her favorite mare while watching an incredibly erotic porno starring her favorite mare. If she were to drop dead right here and now, it would be with a big, dumb, goofy smile plastered on her face.
The video came to its climax, with both stallion and mare reaching their peaks at nearly the same time. As Pokey filled the crying mare with his hot stallion-seed, Rainbow Dash made a rather visible mess of Pinkie’s mane and face. Once both stallion and mare had rode each of their respective orgasms to completion, they looked equally exhausted. However, Rainbow Dash had the luxury of simply relaxing against the couch to recover from her euphoric high while Pokey had to still pull himself free from his captor; though in his favor, he seemed to enjoy the sensation he felt when he slipped free.
“I think you’ve learned your lesson,” Rainbow Dash heard Pokey say, as she wasn’t really watching the screen anymore, “So I’m going to leave you alone now. Just hope that whomever finds you next isn’t as deranged as I am. Ha ha!” He jeered. It was Pinkie Pie he heard next, though not that one physically present. It was the one on the screen, so she turned to glance at the T.V monitor to notice the now thoroughly-ravaged mare struggling valiantly and screaming at her captor just before the screen faded to black.
The only Pinkie Pie now remaining, who didn’t even bother cleaning off her face, popped the video out and put it back into its case. “So what do you think, Rainbow Dash?” She asked.
“About what?”
“Would you like to try what happened in the video sometime?”
Rainbow Dash thought hard for a moment. To have her way with Pinkie Pie when she was all tied up and helpless like that... it would be a dream come true. Regardless, she had a reputation of coolness to maintain, so she casually replied, “Well sure, that would be fun I guess, why? Did you have something in mind?” She couldn’t keep herself from grinning - nor her loins from burning.
Pinkie’s expression turned exuberant then. “I sure do!” She swiveled towards the doorway, yelling, “You can come in now, Pokey!”
Rainbow Dash blinked in surprise, turning her head just as the door to the bedroom opened to reveal an instantly-recognisable penis (attached to an equally-familiar blue unicorn) standing in the doorway. Rope of various sizes and a ballgag were wrapped in his magical aura and floating alongside him. He smiled.
“Congratulations Rainbow Dash, you’re going to be a star!!!” Pinkie Pie announced as she pulled out her video camera.
Rainbow’s eyes widened as she glanced at Pinkie Pie. Suddenly, she heard the door slam shut, and instinctively returned her gaze to the doorway where the the visibly-eager stallion stood. He had since closed the door behind him and was now stepping towards Rainbow Dash with a lustful gleam in his eye.
“Oh, horseapples.”
THE END
Proofread by the ever-talented Velvet Heart.
