My Life on a Cassette Tape

"We're having a house meeting in the living room!" I called up the stairs, hoping that Raven and Thyme were nearly finished. I couldn't be sure, even with Double's testimonial. We were both stallions, and though I did have experience with being a mare, that was only in body.

"I mean, this isn't necessary." Double said calmly, his unflappable nature still thoroughly unflapped. "I mean, I get it. You got a different style than me, plus as long as they aren't getting paid for the sex it isn't prostitution. Heck, I once heard a strip club got off free in a court case by reasoning that the service the ponies were paying for was the 'Deluxe Strip Tease' package, and that if the dancers went for sex that it was not the place's fault, even though it was an open secret that that package essentially always moved that direction if you also 'tipped' well enough." I paused at that. Legal concerns were not my specialty, but even I felt that didn't sound right.

"Ok... for one, I can tell you I'm not a pimp. Two, I do have some things I've kind of wanted to tell you, and since Thyme is going to be... what, my cousin-in-law?" That felt a lot more distant than I had intended now that I said it out loud. "Either way, she's important to you, so she's important to me by proxy."

"I guess." Double shrugged, looking at his phone, likely checking over what he had gotten away with. I didn't envy him, I had the real deal and the ability to call them in on me at any point. Heck, I could ask them to bend over and get fucked in front of my cousin and they'd oblige without complaint... except maybe from Periwinkle. Pictures and videos were all well and good, but the real deal was so much better. "But still, you don't necessarily have to explain yourself to me." He continued after stuffing his phone away. "Honestly I'm just happy you've found some pony... ponies to have a fun, if not meaningful, relationship with."

"True, I don't have to, however, I want to. It'll make a lot of things easier in the days to come. A lot less dancing about the truth for one." I said, turning back to him, moving into the living room proper as I waited for the two stragglers.

"Ok, I get you. I mean, we are crashing here, we might as well know the living arrangement. I kind of figured that there was something going on when I didn't count as many doors in the upstairs area for bedrooms as I'd expect from an arrangement of everypony getting a room. Somepony had to be with somepony else. Not to mention the room Periwinkle told us not to go into that wasn't your bedroom." I constantly found myself forgetting that Double Time also was into detective novels. The stallion essentially was a buff nerd. At that point, the two stragglers appeared, Raven jumping over the banister of the stairs to land with a thump beside Thyme who had just walked down normally.

"Raven! Sheesh, you don't act rich, do you?" Thyme said, recovering from the shock of the mare's landing. Raven laughed at that.

"That's relative. Most posh people act terribly behind closed doors, and as far as I've seen, the doors are closed." Raven rebutted, nudging her gently.

"And let me guess, we have a gagged pony down stairs and a whole bunch of whips and chains?" Thyme asked, causing me to chuckle. Maybe I should look into some fetish gear. We lived the fetish dream in many ways, but it was all just fucking or sucking - besides the light role play I had made happen in the hospital. Good times.

"Actually," I interrupted, gaining their attention, "on those lines of the unique depravities of a household..." I paused, gathering my thoughts together before just shrugging, internally saying 'fuck it' and decided to give it to them straight. Worse case scenario I could wipe the last few minutes out of their minds and try again. I wouldn't force their reaction, but I'd figure out how to properly get the reaction I wanted without altering who they were. The thought pricked the back of my mind if I could even do that, but I figured I'd find out if this all went wrong. "Double here found out a bit of the depravities this morning."

"Are you talking about Berry's bet?" Thyme asked. I nodded, having a sense that Double had likely told her a version of the story after being asked why he needed to know how many pictures they had taken in the bathroom's extensive makeup mirrors. "Honestly I was surprised she bet him tit pics versus dick pics, though I'm glad he won." Oh he more than won. Wait...

"You straight up told her what the terms of the bets were? No sugar coating?" I asked, looking at my cousin perplexedly.

"What?" He looked as weirded out by the fact I was weirded out by this revelation as I was weirded out by the revelation itself. "Look, Berry's got a fine looking rack under cloth. We both agreed that she was on the list." I blinked a few times.

"List?"

"Those we'd let hop in bed with us if they asked after we had gotten married." He said unabashedly. Raven and I were doing our best to not lose our jaws as they fell. "What?"

"You... have a list like that and still have a mint condition V Card?"

"We wanted to make our first time special." Thyme replied before her stallion could. "Doesn't mean we aren't open to having more fun. We're quite open to each other about our kinks, we just decided that making the first time something special was important. Neither of us want to fuck anything else until we are married."

"Well... not what I expected to say the least." Raven muttered, which I agreed with.

"What, you thought we were straight laced goody-two-shoes?" Double asked and I gave an ambivalent nod and shrug of the shoulders, my expression shouting 'YES' while also communicating my infinite surprise and quick forming acceptance of this scenario. "Heck no! We're probably among the higher ranking morally upstanding perverts out there!"

"Stick and stones may break my bones, but whips and chains excite me." Thyme said teasingly, getting a chuckle from Double.

"Have you seen each other naked?" Raven asked before I could. We really were dialed into the same wavelengths on this matter.

"No actually, saving that for later too." Double said. "Sure, we got a pretty good idea what we probably look like, but we aren't marrying each other for the equipment."

"That's more of a bonus either way. We could fuck whoever we wanted to find who had the best stuff, but by the time they hit thirty or forty things start going down hill and you're left unsatisfied." Thyme explained.

"Right." Double nodded. "Instead, well, we've found each other and have fallen in love with the pony; not their tits, ass, pussy, or dick. As I said, I prefer my mares with personality over tits." I took a deep breath and chuckled. This wasn't what the meeting was supposed to be about, but it certainly was... well it just was.

"Moving back to the topic at hand, how about we all just sit down for a second so we don't just stand about like a bunch of morons meeting in a shopping center?" I suggested, trying to drag the mess of a conversation back to its original purpose. We eventually all sat down and I took another deep breath, thinking where I had gotten before I had been so forcefully derailed.

"You were saying something about the house's depravity?" Double provided helpfully. I nodded as I organized my thoughts one last time and started out.

"Well, you see, we have a somewhat complicated dynamic in the house." I began, trying to figure out how much I actually wanted to say. Would I be able to get away with calling them slaves outright. My mind was drawing a blank on if I had normalized that with the recording. "Berry, Periwinkle, come in here please." I said, feeling the visual aid was a stronger way of getting this across.

As instructed, Berry and Periwinkle entered the living room finally, and stood at attention with hands folded behind their backs as they stood for a sort of inspection. What caught Raven and Thyme off guard wasn't this act of subservience precisely, but the fact that the two mares were both completely naked. Raven shot me a glance that asked if she was supposed to join them. I kind of wanted to order her to do so, but I wasn't entirely certain I should push it, not yet, but my opinions were still forming on the matter.

"I... I'm still lost... and horny." Thyme muttered, the last part said so quietly I almost didn't hear it. I looked over the mares, both acting stoically as they pushed their chests forwards and exposed their clean shaven sex, their legs apart enough that you could see the slight dampness that was taking hold. They were so sexy, it was true, and they were mine.

"Well... you see, through a variety of convoluted circumstances... these two have become my... well, I want to say lovers, and that much is true, but I suppose the more accurate terminology is sex slaves." I said, just going for it. "Raven is also one of my sex slaves, a tad bit of a different sort, but still one of them." I said, giving her a nod, finally making up my mind. Raven returned it, her gray pony form growing a tad darker with a blush as she stood.

The others were ordered by me to act like this - to strip fully and present themselves in such a submissive way without any outward indication of their inner feelings besides being soaking wet - and so they really had no choice, which turned all three of us on, but Raven was different. Untouched by the artifact, as far as her obedience went, this was a vanilla experience for her as she stripped off her clothes in front of my cousin and his mare. She loved it, and so did I.

Raven grabbed the zipper of her casual dress and pulled it down slowly, letting its sound linger in the room for a second as she removed one shoulder strap, and then the other. The atmosphere of the room grew far more tense as sexual energy crackled like lightning, both Thyme and Double watching intently as the mare did what I told her with little shame apparent. Setting the dress to the side she revealed her bra, panties, and stockings, an absolutely sexy sight to behold.

"Give us a twirl, Raven." I said, my attention transfixed by my perfect mare so much so I wasn't paying much mind to the other two in the room. They weren't stripping, so I supposed they understood my lack of attention towards them. Raven's blush deepened, and she slowly spun about, showing off all of the angles of her divine body. She still wasn't large in any of the proportions, but her assets were still magnificent. "Continue stripping, please," I said, egging her on, "and give us a tad bit of a show with it." I gave her a devilish smile. Raven smiled awkwardly as she nodded and began to sway slightly as she started up her dance.

"What do you say when I give you an order, Raven?" I pressed her. I never instituted this, but it was sexy, and I felt like pushing it, hoping Raven would understand what I was going for. Raven locked up for a moment, her eyes showing her concern, and I hoped it was just a momentary fear of what I had just asked her to do with an audience that weren't really part of our little sensual life. She then smiled and bowed her head to me.

"Yes, Master. This slut is sorry, will you please forgive this slut, Master?" She said in such a sultry way that I thought my dick might ascend as its boner level exceeded nine thousand, my perfect little slut having gone further with it than I had expected. I smiled at her.

"I'll forgive you this once since we have company. Now, continue stripping and give us a show, slave." I ordered, causing her to shudder, the role play scratching an itch of hers as she worked past her hangups and let the sheer erotic nature of the scenario take her over. I wouldn't lie, it was doing a lot for me too.

Moving smoothly, she took one heel off and then another, lowering her a tad bit, but not by much. She moved over to Thyme slowly, sashaying her hips gently, wiggling it at me and my cousin as she bent over in front of Thyme, pulling a tad bit at her bra, giving a small moan as she brought both her hands over to begin fondling herself as she straightened, flipping her hair over her shoulder.

She slowly ran her hands down her sides, rubbing her ass a bit before slapping it, giving a seductive moan as she turned towards Double and I, slowly strutting over, her hands drifting to her back, the soft click of her bra coming undone making my dick twitch in anticipation. She maneuvered the straps off her shoulders, catching the cups against her tits as she swayed from side to side, bending over slightly to stick her ass out towards Thyme.

Swaying her hips back and forth, she straightened once more, turning to face Thyme as she moved the bra completely away, letting it swing from a strap that she held in a pinch between her fore finger and thumb before she lightly tossed it to the bundle that was her dress. Still facing Thyme, she fondled herself once more, still swaying her hips as she moaned while she teased her nipples, enjoying herself more and more as she went on. Turning to face us, her hands covered her breasts as she squeezed them lightly, moaning before licking her lips. Finally she lowered her hands to run them down her sides. I had seen Raven's gorgeous boobs several times, but now, with the tease she was putting on, they seemed all the more enticing. I just wanted to leap off the couch, interrupt her show just to suckle on them, play with them, worship them. It didn't help that I knew I could.

Sliding her hands up and down her sides, tracing occasional circles around her breasts, framing them perfectly, her hands tending more and more southern before she finally just ran them down, groping her ass with a seductive moan. Going back up once more, teasing her nipples slightly, she winked at me, and then sent her hands sliding back down towards her panties. With what seemed like expert technique, her thumbs gracefully hooked into the corners of her panties, shimmying them down slightly, though they still clung to her dampness.

Sliding a hand across the damp cloth as it clung to her, the top of the panties now a good deal lower, she brought the wet fingers up to her face and ran a long, sensual lick across them, moaning before giving a giggle. Bending over, she wiggle her ass at Thyme before pulling her panties free from her. Stepping out of them, she twirled them on a finger before letting them fly expertly towards the pile of clothes she already was developing to the side.

With a few soft clicks, she unbuckled her stockings, planting a foot on the coffee table, flipping her hair once more while she used one hand to fondle a breast while rubbing her nethers with a seductress' moan. I could tell she was taking the moment to also sap a tad bit of love and lust energy from us, but I only suppose I noticed since I knew what to look for, it was barely even a tingle.

Her now wet hand was once again brought up to her mouth, and she took the time to suck on each finger, releasing each sucked finger with a whorish pop. She moved her hands, fondling herself one more time before tracing her fingers down her sides, before sliding her lithe hands down to one leg and carefully, and sensually, shimmying one stocking down. Tossing it to the pile, she switched the foot that was on the table, removing the last stocking with as much care and sexual energy.

Turning back to face us, she gave me a wink, fixing her hair with her hands before moving over to the pile of clothes, lifting her ass in the air as she bent at the waist to pick up the clothes, spreading her legs to give all a view of her assets as she swayed her hips. Taking the clothes, she neatly folded the and placed them on the couch beside Thyme, blowing a kiss to the mare before sashaying her way beside Berry, turning towards us, and taking a similar pose to the other two mares.

She was perfect. So sexy, so obedient, and so... so wonderful. I smiled at her, overjoyed at how lucky I was to have a mare like her. It was an effort to not jump on her that moment and begin kissing every inch of her. Pulling myself from my revelry, I looked at the two other ponies, and now noticed they were as entranced by the mare as I had been. Perfect.

"I love them each very much, and this is how we express our love to each other. I've been... well, they gave me control. I could tell them to do whatever and they'd do it, but at the same time, I'm not ordering them to do anything they don't enjoy." I said, trying my best to explain, not at all confident in what I had just said. I would've chuckled at the two ponies who seemed to be more interested with the mares to the point they had seemed to have been surprised by my voice. "We are... well, we are kind of a... a harem, I guess?" Thyme nodded, even as her eyes were fixed on the naked mares before her.

"Hey Double?"

"Yup?"

"Can we add 'em all to the list?"

"As long as I'm not fucking or getting fucked by Cresh."

"Am I allowed?"

"If he's up for it."

"So that's three new entries on the list?"

"Mhmm."

"Can we put them at the top of the list?"

"Oh yeah."

"Thanks, sweetie."

"No problem."

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Well fuck, mission success.