My Life on a Cassette Tape

I lay in the bed between the two buxom beauties that comprised what I supposed now was a slave harem, the sounds of their slow inhales and exhales providing better ambiance than any white noise app I had ever come across. Sleep had seemed impossible after the day I had had, and so far that thought proved true as the alarm clock on the nightstand heralded the coming of midnight.

After our fun in the hospital, I had the mares leave before me. Though I was slowly becoming more okay with the prospect of keeping them even when my libido wasn't taking the wheel, I still didn't want to be seen as what I was: a slave holder. The day was fairly calm after that, the doctors coming to tell my father and I that my mom was already stabilizing, but that they would need to keep her in observation for a while yet to ensure she was alright.

Leaving the hospital, I parted with my father, who wanted to go back to the hotel to rest, and texted Double. To my joy, he told me he was unavailable for any shenanigans as he and Thyme were going on a sort of date to patch things up as best they could. I couldn't be happier for him. Seeing as my cousin was unavailable, I joined back up with my mares to spend a day together.

I had begun referring to them as my mares in the hopes that that exercise would help me accept the reality that was pressing on me. I couldn't unmake them my slaves, and if I told them to act like they weren't, it would still be them following orders. It would be nothing beyond them simply acting unchanged would occur. They'd still would wish to serve me, but would be deprived. I didn't want to think what punishment the artifact might enforce on them should they not serve as was mandated by its magical recording.

Our day was filled with doing a whole lot of nothing. Spry luckily had a new Arcano-Wagon, which appeared like a slightly modified cart that had no harness points, and drove us to the next town over, a place called Dodge City. The Arcano-Wagon, being a rather recent invention, was a new experience for me, and so was getting sucked off in one, thanks to Berry. We spent the day shopping about in a place where the two mares would be unknown by basically any casual observer.

Returning after our day, we parted temporarily to reunite in my hotel room, in the hopes that none would connect the three of us. It did help, as I found out, that Berry was indeed from out of town and that up until I had confirmed their place as my... my slaves, she had been staying in a different motel. Moving her things over wasn't hard, and wouldn't engender too much curiosity, especially since they had been staying in the room with me since the first night, giving the appearance that either I really liked these two mares, or that they were family or friends. I wasn't dissatisfied with either option.

Lying in the room, reading on my phone, I did my best to keep my mind off things being unable to sleep. Suddenly, a quiet tapping sound broke the silence. I perked my head up, looking through the room from my spot between the mares in an attempt to figure out where it had come from - the sound having been so faint I both couldn't tell if it had actually happened, and where it had happened if it had.

After a moment, I let my head hit the pillows again, going back to my reading, figuring that it wasn't important. Suddenly it happened again, a tad more insistent this time. This time I could tell it was at the door. Getting up, I padded over to the door softly, not wanting to wake the two mares that still somehow slept softly in the bed as the green numbers on the clock brought the new day in without ceremony.

Peeking through the peep hole, I saw a distorted pony, but whoever it was was looking down the hall, showing me only enough of a hint of themselves that I could tell that it was indeed a pony. I slowly opened the door, ready to slam it shut once again at a moment's notice. I leaned my head to look out the gap and there saw a pony I actually knew.

"Midnight Raven? While I appreciate the incidental hilarity of your timing, but what are you doing here?" I whispered out the door. She turned to me, her light gray skin seeming to get a tad bit more shaded around the cheeks as she fiddled with her luscious black locks, giving me an awkward smile. She was a classmate of mine, a classmate I knew lived in Manehatten. I had no idea why she'd be here in this backwater of a town.

"Cr-Crescendo? May I come in?" She asked, looking quite nervous. It might've been my inner gentleman, but I did, quietly closing the door behind me only to realize my mistake a second later. I was about to call for her to not go any further into the room, ready to fling a 'it's a terrible mess' excuse in for good measure, but to my relief, she barely entered, just stepping past me so that I could close the door, and then turned to face me.

"Is something wrong, Raven, you seem... antsy." I asked in a quiet whisper, hoping to not wake up the mares who were a few steps away. In the unlit room, Raven was nearly invisible, her complexion and hair color naturally hiding her, though her eyes did give her away.

"No... not exactly." She paused, swiping some hair behind her ear in the soft light from the door behind me. "I... I saw you." She began, making my heart stop. "At the shop... at the hospital... I even heard you this morning." The blood drained from my face as I quickly began to calculate how to best get to the recorder, and what the fastest thing I could say was that would start me down the road to solving this issue.

"What do you mean?" I asked, wanting to make sure before I irrevocably changed this filly... no, this mare before me. Change her, mold her, from her silky hair; to her thin, inviting lips; to her fairly small boobs; and even her slight butt that led to lithe legs. My mind was already rebelling. The recorder had made it clear I'd have more slaves, perhaps she was the next? Perhaps that was the way to fix this.

"You and... the mares. You... uh... fooling around." She squeaked. I was screwed. I was screwed because I had screwed and had screwed up hiding the screwed up screwing. And now I had jamais vu to top it off. "I... I know that you did something." She continued, only making me more anxious. "You aren't... or you weren't... I never knew you as being so... bold." The air hung in silence for a moment as I processed this.

"You're right," I said finally, knowing that either I could talk my way out of this or I would record my way out of it, "I found an artifact. I found out it let me... control things." I tried to explain, leaning against the wall, both presenting a nice blockade to the door, and also taking a slight load off. "I can... rewrite the past somewhat, I suppose, but I can also affect the present and future."

"And you controlled those mares?" She asked me in a thin whisper, as if she couldn't breathe.

"Yes and no." I began, stopping to listen for their breathing. "You see... I made it so they wanted me, and then... well it kinda went from there." I waited to hear her response, and found that took longer than expected. I looked at her in the dim light from the door, trying to see her face to read it.

"You wouldn't have to make me want you." She said in a whisper that I barely caught. In the dim light, I saw her eyes shimmer with tears. "Crescendo? Could... could I join them? Could I be what they are to you?" She asked with the utmost sincerity. I blinked slowly as I processed this unprocessable bundle of information for a while, and after a thorough inspection of my ears and language center, I realized what she seemed to be after and that I hadn't misunderstood her.

"R-Raven," I stammered, "A-at the shop... when we started, it was just a fling. Then... well the artifact did something I didn't want and made them my slaves. They are bound to my orders! Are you sure you are alright with that? Because I can tell you, I'm still trying to get through it with them!"

"Crescendo... I... I love you." She said, taking a step forward, the bar of light from the door now playing across her face. I felt as if a bucket of cold water had been thrown on me as all my reality seemed to spiral downward like a bird struck midflight. Raven and I had had no encounters like I had had with some of our classmates, though we were both near the same age and in the same classes - unlike some of the ponies I had had flings with. I was kind of stunned.

"Are... are you sure?" I asked, feeling a new level of unsure myself.

"Yes!" She squeaked, her voice heavy in emotion. "Cress, ever since I met you I've had a crush. But... you know... I think I outgrew the crush. Now I'm..." She wavered before pressing herself against me, planting a kiss on my mouth, which surprised me greatly. It wasn't the sweet, sensual kiss of Berry; nor the soft, caring kiss of Spry, but its own beast of a kiss. A deeply impassioned kiss that spoke of inexperience and a deep need, but not just sexual need, but something much more significant.

She backed away eventually, and though we were shrouded in darkness, I could tell she was blushing, because I certainly was! I was speechless for a moment, unsure what could follow that up.

"Wow..." I said lamely.

"Was that alright? Oh please-" I broke her off by taking her in another kiss, my hands running over her body as I let the energy of the moment flow through me. Raven, with a contented sigh, leaned into it, her hands equally roaming across me as we kissed over and over again, passions running high.

I shifted, pushing her against the wall with a dull thud as we continued to caress and kiss, our pleasure and libidos driving us wild as we did our best to remove clothing from the other with needy, frantic energy. Kiss after kiss, we soon found ourselves naked in the dark hotel room; kissing, moaning, and feeling each other's bodies.

Kissing her neck, letting her have air, I moved one hand to fondle her ass while the other seized one of her breasts, kneading it as I felt her grab my dick, stroking it slowly. My kisses found their way back to her sweet lips, our tongues beginning to dance together as we were caught up in the lust. I grabbed her hand that still held my dick, and without looking, I lined myself up to her entrance, and then thrust. Raven would've screamed, and she did, but she did so into my shoulder as the waves of pleasure cascaded over her. I pulled back and thrust again, pushing her up against the wall as I hilted in her. She wrapped her legs about me, whimpering and moaning into my shoulder as I fucked her, my own arousal driving me equally up the wall.

The sound of skin slapping skin echoed in the small hotel room, while the two of us enjoyed each other, and as the waves of pleasure reached their peak, we kissed, moaning into each other in ecstasy as we came together. Even as the high passed, and we were left once again in the valleys between the sexual peaks, we kissed, our hearts thrumming in our chests as we coasted down, the world feeling right.

Suddenly the light came on, and I looked to see Berry, who got a slap on the shoulder from Spry for disturbing us. The two of us, still touching in the most intimate way possible, looked at her in disbelief, though belief wasn't too far away.

"So?" Berry asked, unabated by Spry, or the looks we were giving her, "Any room for another?" I looked to Raven, my eyes asking the same question. Was she alright with this? She said she wanted to be like them - though that was before I mentioned it was enslavement for them - and she had also said she loved me, but did she love me and desire to be like them enough to allow them to fuck together. I knew that if she said no to Berry's advances that I would agree and continue on my own, but I also did want to show Raven exactly how good she was, Raven deserved it.

"I... suppose so." Raven said, slowly sliding off of me, squeaking in pleasure as she did. We wouldn't be getting much sleep that night, but we weren't going to be forgetting it anytime soon.