My Life on a Cassette Tape

"When the wreckage was cleared..." Spry said, struggling on with the story, "They found her still holding her little Pinchie. Piña was found a day later, halfway across the street under a massive heap of rubble, having been flung into the house opposite Berry's... She lived, but has been in a coma since. It's why Berry's family has shunned her. For some sick, harsh, irrational reason, they hate her for ignoring her sister - even though they know she only did so because her foal died right in front of her eyes." I blinked away my tears, keeping my silence as she finished the story.

"Crescendo... if you can only take one of us back... make it her." She pleaded sincerely, looking me dead in the eye. "She's been through so much, she needs this. It's either this, or... or one day I come by to visit and find her dead with a bottle in her mouth, if not worse." She placed a hand on my shoulder.

"I can go on not being your slave, even though I want it. But in the end, that is all that it is for me: a want. But Berry? Berry needs this. I haven't seen her this happy or sober in ages. You may not like it, but you are good for her. You being her master - that makes her happy; it makes her complete. It drives the sorrow out for a moment, and honestly, I've spent as much effort as I can to find her something beyond a bottle to save her, and nothing has come close to what you've accomplished. Cress... if you want us happy, if you want her happy... you'll do this."

I wiped my tears away, considering it all for a moment. Berry had lost so much, and I had never known. It wasn't really my business to know, but still. Thinking on it, Berry had lied to me about her family - but I couldn't blame her for doing so. They had been the source of so much pain for her that I honestly couldn't imagine her telling the whole truth unless I pressed for it - which, knowing me, wouldn't happen unless absolutely needful.

I stood up finally, a bit of resolve returning to me. I motioned the two mares that remained to follow as we headed upstairs, making a beeline for the bedroom. Pushing open the door, my heart sunk. Looking in the room, I saw Berry, clutching a pillow to her face as she wailed, the sound only muffled by the exceedingly plush cushion. Taking a deep breath, I walked forward. Berry hadn't noticed us, and in some ways, I was glad for it. Sitting down on the side of the bed, I placed a hand on her back.

Berry looked up at me, her face drenched in tears even as she continued to cry. I rubbed her back slowly, a small, comforting smile on my lips. When Berry darted forward, wrapping her arms about me in a deep hug, I was neither surprised, nor did I draw back. She needed this. We needed this.

The moments moved by, and Periwinkle and Raven joined in on the hug, doing their best to comfort the mare. Things fit into place in my mind somewhat what type of pony Berry was, and it was a picture tainted heavily in sadness. Holding her, she continued to cry into my shoulder, blubbering in between sobs and wails how much she needed me, how much she wanted this, how she never wanted me to leave her, and many many other things - all of which came out without the slightest hint of lewdness to them. I closed my eyes, holding her tighter in my embrace, letting her cry her heart out, to empty out all those emotions she doubtlessly had been bottling up for who knows how long.

Minutes stretched on, but none of us moved, instead staying with Berry, even as she stopped crying and simply held me close while being part of the massive group hug. After a long while, Berry pulled herself away from me, her eyes red and her nose running, but despite it all, she looked far better for the time we had spent letting her cry.

"Please..." she breathed, sincerity dripping from her words. I calmly smiled, placing a hand on her face.

"I'll do it." I said finally, her eyes brightening up substantially. "But we'll do it right this time, so there are no regrets for anypony." I looked to Periwinkle. "You too, if you still want this. You're as good for her as you two think I am." Periwinkle smiled, wiping her own tears away with a sleeve before giving a simple nod. Berry tackled me in a hug once more, crying tears of joy. I smiled, patting her on the back as I returned the hug, only too happy to have moved past the worst of the sadness - or what I could only hope was the worst for a long while.

"It'll be nice to have you two back with us... not that you really left." Raven said, a small smile on her cute gray face that was made only the better for the tears of compassion that ran down it. We stayed like that for a few more moments, before Berry finally broke off once again.

"Ok," She gathered herself a tad bit more, "how are we doing this? You said we're doing this 'right this time', but what does that mean exactly?"

"I'd like you both to write down your personal script, I want to have exactly as much control as you want me to have and not an inch more. I'll review them and go over your work with you and we'll work together to make this as much of a positive thing as possible." I told them, looking between the two as I explained my idea. "We've been given an opportunity unlike any other, we need to take advantage of it and do this right. No accidents; we need to be intentional or else this won't work out for any of us."

"Alright, if that's what it takes." Berry said, giving me a serious nod. "Guess we'll head back downstairs. I don't exactly have many notepads or pens up here."

"Right... guess we'll head downstairs." Periwinkle nodded slowly, before giving a sly glance towards me. "I think it would be smart, though - even if you are to review them - to not have you present for the initial draft." I blinked a few times, not entirely sure why this was a thing.

"Y-yeah, I'd think that's reasonable." Raven said after Berry nudged her slightly. I looked at the two mares as they climbed off the bed. Watching them leave, I blinked as they closed the door after them, my brain still drawing a blank as to what was happening. How would my presence while they wrote affect anything? Raven cleared that all up when she put her delicate hand on my thigh.

"What is your command, Master?" Raven said, seeming to come out of her bubble of shyness now that we were alone. I searched my mind quickly for some sort of answer. I had gotten blowjobs, fucked asses and pussies, had experienced pet play on both ends - though my tenure as a master was certainly less involved than my time as the pet - and had gotten Berry and Spry into some unknowing roleplay. There wasn't much I could think of not having done. And then it hit me as a devious smile took my lips.

"I've got a particularly fun idea that I think both of us are going to enjoy greatly."

"I'm going to guess I should put down total financial control? I mean, I never really invested in stock and I only got a few bits in the bank..." Berry muttered, tapping the pen on her lip.

"I already have committed my finances into it, not much good it'll do me, but we can benefit off of what I've got in the long run." Periwinkle admitted as she continued to scribble a few lines, only to scratch them out. "Berry, what do you think is a better way of putting it? 'I surrender my body to Crescendo's use as he wishes' or 'I give up all rights concerning my body to Crescendo'?"

"I put down 'Crescendo can do as he very well pleases with my body'. It isn't like we're making a legal contract; and plus, Cress is a good kid, we really aren't dealing with some slimy lawyer that is looking to fuck us over, but a barely legal teen who - if he does want to fuck us over - wants to do it 'over' a couch or bench or sofa." Berry said, shifting her position, standing up from the couch so that unseen hands could pull her panties down.

"I guess that's true..." Peri said, spreading her legs a tad as she continued to mull over the lines she had, thinking about what she needed to add - not even taking note of the feeling or sound of her shorts and panties being pulled away. "What about boundaries? The kid will want us to write those down, even if they aren't part of the whole becoming a slave thing in the end." Berry shrugged.

"Fuck boundaries." Berry dismissed, moving to stand behind the couch. "Well... so long as whatever we do doesn't endanger our health or the health of any other pony." She said, leaning over the couch, scooting her legs a tad bit apart.

"I can get behind that." Spry said, setting the notepad to the side as she stretched herself, letting unseen forces take away her bra. "I mean... I'd rather not do anything that's... disgusting."

"Y-you're g-g-gonna have to b-be a t-tad more speci-i-i-ific, Spry." Berry said, some part of her mind finding it odd how she rocked back and forth while leaning over the couch. Spry shrugged, taking the notepad up, setting it on the coffee table in front of her, leaning to continue working on it.

"You know... unhealthy stuff." Spry said, absentmindedly playing with one breast while she noted on some level that her other nipple was erect under some sort of attention while she began to become a tad slick downstairs. "I really can't think about any other things we might need to a-a-a-add" Spry stammered, looking up to Berry, who was quite flush as she rocked back and forth over the couch. Spry was a tad flush herself, not that she noticed. Berry gave a moan in response.

Looking over the notepad, she tried to figure anything else she could write, adjusting her position a little more as her legs parted wider. She was feeling a tad hot, but didn't really care to do anything about it as she continued to go over the lines, making marginal changes here and there as the minutes slowly passed.

Suddenly, Periwinkle found Raven between her legs, and even as she realized this, she came, her mind allowing her to realize exactly how much pleasure she had been going through as she flung herself back into the couch with a howl of ecstasy, gripping the plush cushions as the orgasm rocked her. Looking over, she saw Cress pulling out of Berry, who looked as happy as she felt.

"Surprise!" Raven cried from between Spry's legs. These two really were something else.