Applejack let out annoyed grumbles as she followed the trail up to the little cabin she shared with Flicker. The sun was already high in the sky, keeping her back warm despite the wintry breeze whistling through the trees, but she didn’t spare it any thought.

Big Mac had needed her help that morning to load up a delivery of apples, and she was supposed to have finished and come back nearly an hour ago. But then he’d given her that look, the look that meant he had something to say but was thinking better of it. And of course she couldn’t just not ask what it was.

And so he’d mentioned in that quiet, rumbly voice of his how he’d gotten up for a glass of milk last night, and just happened to be looking out the window when she and Flick had finally stumbled home from their escapade at the gazebo. How they’d passed under a light, grinning and giggling, and how he’d seen the little trail of white she was leaving behind her.

Applejack considered it a miracle that she hadn’t died right there, cause she could’ve sworn her heart stopped. But it hadn’t, and after a flustered conversation and a little argument about privacy, she’d stormed off to give the other stallion in her life a piece of her mind. Of course she knew it wasn’t all his fault, and indeed he was just as much a victim as she was, but by Celestia, she’d never been more embarrassed in her life!

She shoved the door open, marching for their bedroom. “Flick!” He’d promised to have the day’s surprise ready for her by the time she came back, but right then she wasn’t in the mood. She barged into their bedroom without ceremony, tail lashing. “Flick! Y’all won’t believe what—what?”

Flicker grinned at her, his short tail wagging behind him. He bent down and picked the end of the leash attached to his collar up off the ground, holding it up in his mouth.

Tilting her hat up with a flick of her head, Applejack narrowed her eyes and stepped closer. He was sitting in the middle of the open space in front of their bed, so she was able to walk a full circle around him, taking in his form. “A diamond dog, huh?”

Flick nodded, speaking around the leash. “I’m yours for the day, Jackie. To do with as you please.” He added a suggestive growl to the last words, waggling his eyebrows and giving the leash a little shake.

“Mine, huh?” Applejack grabbed the leash in a hoof, jerking it tight. Flick stumbled forwards, and he would’ve bumped into her if she didn’t step aside and let him fall flat on his face. “That’ll be Miss Jacqueline to you.”

She grinned, some of her ire being pushed out by satisfaction. So he wanted to let her take charge today, huh? That suited her mood just fine.

He rolled onto his back, showing his belly—and the tip of his stiffening rod slipping out of its sheath—in a show of submission. “Yes, Miss Jacqueline.”

She spared his shaft only a brief glance before waving it off with a hoof. She’d play with that toy later. “Y’all can put that away. I ain’t very much pleased with ya right now.”

“Oh? Have I been a bad dog?”

“I’m bein’ serious, Flick!” Applejack rolled her eyes. “Did ya know Big Mac saw us comin’ back from the gazebo?”

Flick’s tail stopped wagging. “O-oh, he did?”

“He did! Did I ever tell ya the story of the time I darn near got Big Mac surgeried on over some silly little lies? Most embarassin’ moment of my life?” Flicker nodded, and she continued. “Well, congratulations, cause after so many years it’s finally been beat by the time he saw me stumblin’ back onto the farm with a gallon of sauce drippin’ out of my rear!”

Flicker grimaced, rolling back onto his belly. “I was there too, if that helps.”

“Did ya have any fluids leakin’ outta ya? Knowin’ y’all two he’ll probably give ya a hoof bump next time ya meet!”

“Jackie, come on.” He stood up, and a twinge of interest passed through her as she was forced to crane her neck to look him in the eye. “I know you’re embarrassed, and I’m sorry about that, but let’s not let this ruin the week.”

Applejack grinned. “That’s Miss Jacqueline to you, mutt.” She jerked on the leash, and Flick yelped as he fell to his knees in front of her. “And if ya stand up again without my permission then I’ll be punishin’ ya for more than just embarassin’ me in front of my brother.”

He hesitated for only a moment before bowing his head, his tail already starting to wag again. “Yes, mistress!”

“Glad we got that cleared up.” Applejacked turned for the door. “Now come along, we’re goin’ for a walk.”

“W-what?” When Flicker didn’t immediately follow, Applejack gave a hard tug of his leash, dragging him along until he began to walk on his own. “But...”

“Oh, ya didn’t think I was gonna let ya off easy, did ya?” Applejack smirked as she saw him glance longingly back at the bedroom. No doubt he’d expected them to spend the rest of the day in there, but she’d had a mischievous idea on how best to get her revenge on him. And she knew he’d like it, too. “Nope! We’re goin’ for a walk around town, you and I. I’ll make sure all of Ponyville knows ya belong to me!”

His eyes widened, but she didn’t give him any time to argue. She was already pulling him out the front door and making her way towards Ponyville, leaving him with no choice but to trot gamely along on all fours.

She smirked as he sped up, coming to her side, and used the opportunity to examine his new form in detail. His fur was a ruddy orange, broken up with darker blotches around his firm flanks, and a long tuft of bright orange hair hung down one side of his thick neck, swaying as he walked. She could clearly see the outline of his muscles through his thin coat, and as he walked she couldn’t help but fixate on the tight curves of his ass, imagining how it would feel when she commanded him to rut her with all his strength, with those heavy balls slapping against her thighs and—

“Do you like what you see, Ms. Jacqueline?”

Applejack blinked. Consarnit, AJ, he should be the one ogling you! She glared down at him disapprovingly. “Did I say you could open your mouth, mutt?”

His tail wagged a little faster as he lowered his head. “No, mistress.”

“Then y’all can keep it shut. And ya don’t deserve to walk alongside me, either.”

She quickened her pace, leaving him a few steps behind her. She swayed her hips a little more than usual, relaxing her tail and letting it swing to the side and give him a glimpse of what lay under with every step. She’d gotten a little excited thinking about how she’d use him once they got back home, and she could already feel the first drips of heat trickling out to wet her folds. Her ear twitched at the sound of his breath getting heavier, and she couldn’t help but grin at the thought of his eyes fixed on her ass and his dick sliding out in vain as he took in the sight and scent of her arousal.

She was going to have fun with this.

It wasn’t a long walk to Ponyville, and either way she was so engrossed with her imagination that she barely noticed the time passing. It was the middle of the day, and even here on the town outskirts she saw several ponies giving the couple odd looks, whispering among themselves. “What’s Applejack doing with that diamond dog?” she imagined them asking. “Why does she have it on a leash?”

She cast a haughty glance back at Flicker. He had his head down, his powerful blush just barely visible past the orange hue of his coat, but she could tell he was enjoying it. She could see it in the way his rear kept fidgeting, in the tilt of his ears and the way his long tongue lolled out of his open maw. She’d have to get him to use that on her later, she decided. The anticipation only made her hotter, and she twitched her tail up for just a moment, grinning as his eyes honed in on her slick flower and saw her clit winking out at him.

Nopony else could see just how hot she was right now, but if the flustered looks from other ponies was any indication, all of them could see something hanging between his legs. She grinned as she turned her attention forwards once more.

She tugged hard on his leash, pulling him inside a shaded alley tucked between two homes and behind a pile of stacked crates. Glancing around to ensure there was nobody watching, she turned to face him as he staggered to a stop before her.

“Are you enjoying your walk, mutt?” she teased.

“Y-yes, Miss Jacqueline.” He seemed short of breath, and she knew it couldn’t be from exertion. His eyes traveled all over her body shamelessly, drinking her in.

“I don’t think I gave ya permission to ogle me like that,” she said, grinning as he turned sharply away. She reached a hoof under his belly, letting out a content hum when she felt the warm, pulsing mass of his dick. “Though it looks like you’re enjoyin’ the show.”

He whimpered as she caressed his length, running her hoof over the throbbing tip and letting out a soft coo at the slick pre dripping against her. She moved down to his balls, hefting each one in turn and watching him shiver, before bringing the hoof up to her muzzle.

She took a tentative sniff, and her pussy winked out as the strong musk filled her mind. She could lose herself in that smell, if she wasn’t careful.

She had no intent of losing control today, though. Her tongue flicked out, slowly licking the pre off her hoof while she watched Flick strain to keep his eyes off her, and she let out a throaty hum at the sharp flavor.

“And to think, just about every mare in Ponyville might be talkin’ bout this big hunk of meat by sundown tonight. A fittin’ punishment for lettin’ my brother see me last night, don’t you think, mutt?”

He let out a groan, his hips giving little fruitless pumps at the air beneath him. “C-can I have your hoof back, Miss Jacqueline?”

“You most certainly may not.” Applejack turned away sharply, brushing her tail—laced with her arousal—across his muzzle. She tugged him back into the street, starting towards the market.

She could hear him huffing and panting as he followed behind her, but she didn’t look back. She instead smiled and waved to the ponies going about their shopping, pretending she was none the wiser to the condition of the diamond dog on her leash. They answered her with nervous smiles, too polite to say anything yet too curious to completely look away.

“Whoa!” a scratchy voice called from above. “AJ, what the hay?”

Applejack craned her neck, looking up to see Rainbow Dash squinting down at her from the lip of a cloud. “Howdy there, RD. Mighty fine day we’re havin’, ain’t it?”

Rainbow ignored the question, instead jabbing a hoof at Flick. “Why are you walking a diamond dog through town on a leash?”

“Oh, this fella?” Applejack looked back at Flick, who was staring intently at his paws. Rainbow was well familiar with him; all of Applejack’s friends were, though they would only recognize him as a griffon. “I found him diggin’ up some of my saplings last night. He’s just payin’ me back with a little bit of honest labor.”

“Honest labor, huh?” Rainbow echoed skeptically. She hopped off her cloud, floating down to hover beside the pair. “Like following you around on a leash?”

“Well I got errands to run, filly, and I sure wasn’t gonna leave him unattended back at the farm!” Applejack shrugged. “He might cause even more trouble.”

Rainbow cocked her head. She spent a few seconds eyeing Flick, her gaze traveling a little lower than was polite, before leaning over to whisper in Applejack’s ear. “AJ, I’m not sure if you’ve noticed, but the guy seems a little, uh… pent up.”

“Pent up?” Applejack repeated loudly. She shot an exaggeratedly curious look towards Flick, who only seemed to pant harder. “However do ya mean?”

“I mean like his… y’know.” Rainbow made a vague motion with her hooves. “Like his dick. Everypony can see it.”

“Oh, well I never!” Applejack marched up to Flicker with a stern frown, leaning over and making a show of noticing his stiff cock. “Looks like y’all’re bein’ a bad boy again, mutt!”

Flick whimpered as his cock flexed, slapping wetly against his belly. “Sorry, Miss Jacqueline.”

Rainbow snickered into her hoof. “Miss Jacqueline? You’ve got him calling you that?”

“I gotta teach him respect somehow, don’t I?” Applejack jerked on Flick’s leash, causing him to let out a low moan. “Though I reckon I oughta take him back home and give him a piece of my mind now.”

“Uh huh.” Rainbow had a nervous smile plastered over her face as she watched the diamond dog writhe and twitch. “Well, uh, good luck with that! I guess. I’m gonna… I’ve got a thing at Twilight’s place.”

“Alrighty then!” Applejack gave a little wave as she turned away. “Have fun!”

She hummed a cheery tune to herself as she led Flick back home along a different path, ensuring he’d be exposed to as many curious eyes as possible. She walked at a brisk trot, keeping the leash taut and ensuring he didn’t have any opportunity to stop, and soon they were back in the hills outside of Ponyville, alone once again.

With nopony to see, Applejack let her tail flag higher, treating Flick to an unobstructed view of her swollen marehood. She grinned as he began to groan and sniff at the air, his gait growing clumsy as he struggled to keep his paws off his member and focus on walking.

“I hope ya ain’t gettin’ any ideas back there, mutt,” Applejack called. “Cause ya ain’t gettin’ any closer to this honeypot if ya don’t behave!”

“Yes, M-miss Jacqueline!”

She let her tail fall again as they reached the farm. As fun as it was to tease him, she had no interest whatsoever in repeating last night’s mistake and exposing herself to her family again. She was making a beeline for her home when something in the corner of her eye caught her attention, and she grinned as a new idea came to her.

“Y’know, I don’t think ya quite deserve to come inside the house,” Applejack began, veering down a side path. “A careless animal like you? Nah. Y’all belong in a barn.”

There were several barns on the property, some of which saw regular use, and she led him towards an older one that had fallen into disuse a few years back for some reason she couldn’t quite remember anymore. It wasn’t too far from their house, so it was just a short walk, and Applejack couldn’t keep the dirty thoughts from filling her mind as she shoved one of the doors open and tugged Flick inside.

She closed the door behind him, leaving them in the stuffy darkness broken only by sunlight filtering in through the cracks in the wall, the dry smell of old wood competing with the scent of their arousal. She brushed her tail across his neck before flagging it up high, sticking a hind leg out to keep him back when he tried to reach for her flanks.

“Now I know ya didn’t just try to touch me without permission,” she said, looking back with a stern glare.

He drew back quickly, bowing his head. “I’m sorry, Miss Jacqueline! I just c-can’t help myself!”

“Heh. So I see.” Applejack pulled him along, spotting an old haybale left in a corner, and turned to face him as she leaned her back against it. She spread her legs wide, one hoof traveling down to rub at the slick lips of her marehood and tease the soft flesh of her teats, and grinned as she saw him humping helplessly against the air. “Ya need somethin’, mutt?”

“Please!” he whined, his cock slapping against his belly. “Just let me taste it!”

“Hmm.” She tapped her free hoof against her chin in exaggerated thought as she continued to toy with herself, pulling her pussy lips apart and exposing the pink flesh inside. “Please, what?”

“Please, Miss Jacqueline!”

She grinned. “Good boy. Ya can taste it, but no touchin’ yourself, or I’ll be forced to tie ya up.”

He lunged forwards, burying his muzzle in her snatch, and Applejack’s eyes shot wide open as his muscular tongue was suddenly curling up inside her. She let out a throaty moan, wrapping his leash up around her hoof and using it to pull him tighter against her, her eyelids fluttering as the long, dexterous muscle pushed against her walls and sent warm tingles of pleasure shooting up her spine.

“Oh, buck, there’s a good doggy.” Applejack’s hind legs wrapped around his head, pinning him down, and she began to buck up against him as her pussy winked and throbbed around his tongue. It was so strong, and he knew all of her most sensitive spots! She bit her lip and pulled the leash tighter as he scraped it against the top of her pussy, as if beckoning her towards him with it, forcing a muffled squeal of pleasure out of her.

He reached a paw up to grope at her flanks, and she had just enough presence of mind to slap it away with her free hoof. “No touchin’, mutt! Ya keep your paws on the ground!”

He whined his assent into her cunt, letting the paw fall back to the dry dirt. Applejack leaned to one side, watching the way his muscles rippled as he pumped his hips against nothing, and a hot moan escaped her as she realized that he was humping the ground, rubbing his dripping cock against the only source of stimulation available to him. A part of her was chagrined that he’d found some way to pleasure himself without her permission, but the rest of her was so turned on by the thought of having turned her husband into a wild animal fucking the ground in desperation that she decided against stopping him. Instead she just threw her head back, her hat falling into the hay behind her, and squeezed her eyes shut as she rode Flicker’s muzzle, pulling him tighter and tighter against her pussy with both her hind legs and the leash wrapped around her hoof.

Her whole body was buzzing with the waves of pleasure surging up from her marehood, traveling down to the tips of her hooves and making her lips numb as she gasped and moaned. Her tongue hung freely as she approached the precipice, grinding his muzzle against her pussy with every muscle in her body, and she ignored him when he began to scratch and scrabble against her flanks to try and push her off. She’d punish him for it afterwards, but just then, she wanted to cum.

He was pushing awful hard, though, and he’d stopped licking her. With an exasperated growl she opened her eyes and looked down, and her breath caught in her throat as she saw him looking up at her with obvious panic.

The shock was enough to weaken her grip around his head, and he finally pushed himself free with a gasp, falling onto his back. “Red! Red!”

“Oh, hay!” Instantly Applejack’s arousal was gone, replaced by concern. She let go of the leash and wrapped Flicker into a tight hug, rubbing a comforting hoof over his neck and directing as many loving thoughts as she could muster towards him. “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”

He coughed and retched for a few seconds before finally settling onto his back, breathing hard and rubbing at his neck with a paw. “Wow, Jackie. It’s good to know you liked what I was doing, but—” he let out a breathy laugh as he looked down and met her eyes “—I still need to breathe.”

“Oh, shoot.” Applejack sighed, resting her head against his chest and listening to the rapid beating of his heart. Wet tears brimmed in her eyes, and she grimaced as they began to drip down and wet his coat. “I’m s-sorry, Flick. I guess I just got—” she sniffled “—kinda caught up in the moment.”

She stiffened as he brought one of his big paws down to cradle her cheek. “It’s fine, love. I know you didn’t mean to hurt me. And it was pretty hot having you pull me into you like that.” His cock twitched against Applejack’s side, already stiffening again. A teasing tone leaked into his voice as he continued. “If you’d just cum a little bit faster…”

Applejack chuckled, rubbing her cheek into his paw. She wasn’t a changeling, but at times like this she could feel his love just as good as one. “I was so close, too! How can ya ever hope to please a mare if ya can barely hold your breath a couple minutes, huh?”

They laughed together before settling into a warm silence. Applejack closed her eyes and took a deep breath, letting the strong, steady beat of his calming heart soothe her nerves.

After a long time he cleared his throat, and she looked up to meet his eyes. He waggled his eyebrows at her suggestively. “So… did you want to cum?”

“Did I—what?” Applejack blinked. “Flick, I darn near choked ya to death!”

“Maybe.” He nodded. “But it was very sexy. And I don’t know about you, but I’m ready to try again.”

She frowned, trailing one hoof down his belly. To her surprise, he was already rock hard again, his cock dripping a bead of pre on her hoof as she softly jerked him off. “Wow. Ya really liked that, huh?”

He nodded again, flexing his dick against her hoof. “Very much.”

She bit her lip. She had to admit, the power trip of dominating this big, strong diamond dog had been doing a lot for her, too. And now the fear of hurting him had passed and she had his warm shaft twitching and drooling over her hoof, she was starting to feel her own arousal coming back to her as well.

She slid her muzzle down his belly, closing her eyes and drawing in a deep breath of his musk. Her tongue darted out for a quick taste, and she hummed in satisfaction as Flick let out a soft moan.

“Alrighty then, mutt.” Applejack stood up, grinning down at him as she stroked his length. “I’ll give one more chance to please me. And ya better hope ya get it right.”

He smiled warmly up at her. “Yes, Miss Jacqueline.”

She picked his leash up once more, tugging him lightly off the ground, and tied the end to a wooden post. Then she stepped back, just beyond the reach of the leash, and propped herself up on a haybale, flagging her tail high and spreading her legs. “I’m waitin’.”

She looked back, swaying her hips as she watched him strain to reach her flower. He groaned and whimpered, his claws scraping into the dirt, tongue lolling as he desperately tried to reach the winking pussy held just inches away from his face.

“Beg me, mutt,” Applejack purred. She slid a hoof down between her legs, toying with her teats. “I don’t think ya really want it.”

“Please, Miss Jacqueline! Please let me taste you!” Flick continued to pull on the leash, his cock slapping loudly against his belly. “I’m sorry for digging up your saplings and failing to make you cum the first time! Let me suck on your teats and lick at your clit and drink your cum! Let me show you I’m a good dog!”

“Hrm…” Applejack grinned, inching her rear back just far enough for the tip of his tongue to brush lightly against her engorged clit. “Well, since ya asked so nicely.”

She leaned back into him, and for the second time that day she moaned as Flick’s tongue plunged inside her. She stiffened at the feel of his wet nose pushing up against her asshole, but soon she was melting into him, her hind legs shivering and her forelegs digging into the hay beneath her as her pussy clenched around his questing tongue.

He pulled his tongue out of her, and for a moment she was left hanging, confused, until she felt the wet heat of his muzzle wrapping around her teats. She groaned, eyes rolling up and one leg scrabbling against the dirt as he sucked on her nipples and licked roughly at the soft, sensitive flesh. He buried the tip of his nose into her cunt as he did so, twisting his head side to side and teasing at her lower lips.

“Mmf, buck!” Mustering all her willpower, Applejack pulled away, leaving him whimpering with need behind her. “That’s enough of that for now. I need to feel that cock inside me.” She scooted even further back, arching her back and raising her ass high in the air. “C’mon, now. Show Miss Jacqueline ya know how to use that thing hangin’ between your legs.”

“Yes, mistress!” Flicker reared up without hesitation, holding her flanks firm between his paws as he lined himself up with her entrance. She could’ve chastised him for touching her, but truthfully she just didn’t care at the moment. She’d had enough of teasing, and now she wanted to get rutted.

He slipped into her wet pussy with ease, hilting on the first thrust and pushing a deep groan past her lips. After so long of holding herself back, it was just what she needed, and she began to grind her hips back against him as he settled into a rhythm, filling the barn with the sound of their panting and their bodies slapping together.

Applejack bit her lip as the waves of pleasure washed over her, forcing moans up out of her throat. Was he already swelling? She’d barely even got settled, and it felt like he was nearly ready to cum!

“Ya best not—unf—cum before—ahh!—I do, mutt!” Applejack had to strain to speak past the electricity racing through her limbs, threatening to overwhelm her. “Ya don’t cum—mmph—until I give the word, ya hear?”

“Y-yes, Miss Jacqueline,” Flick gasped. “I won’t!”

“Good boy!” Applejack twisted her head, looking back at him with one eye. He had his eyes squeezed shut, his jowls twitching as he strained to pleasure her without pushing himself over the edge. She could feel the stiffness in his thrusts, competing with the twitching and swelling of his cock inside her. She flicked her tail up, brushing it against his chin, and she grinned as he whimpered, his rhythm growing ragged for a brief second before recovering.

Here she was with this big beast of a diamond dog, fucking her with a leash tied taut around his neck, struggling not to cum before she had her fill. She could walk away at any moment and he’d be unable to follow, forced to watch as she brought herself to climax. She grinned as she continued to tease him with her tail and worked her hips against him with more and more energy, challenging him to control himself despite the powerful, primal urge she knew was lurking in his mind, screaming at him to fill her with his seed.

He was completely helpless.

Even with his cock pounding into her cunt and his balls slapping against her clit and his claws scraping against her flanks, the sheer power she held over him was what drove her over the edge. She screamed, her pussy clenching tight around his shaft as the first assault of her climax finally washed over her.

“Buck, yes! Good boy! Good boy!” She gasped, pushing her ass up against the base of his shaft as she came. “Fill me up, mutt! Cum!”

Flicker howled as he hunched over her, pounding through the resistance offered by her seizing pussy as he forced his knot past her lips. The feel of the massive bulge stretching her made Applejack’s eyes roll, and her legs dropped out from under her, leaving her clinging on to the hay bale for dear life as he held her plot in his claws and pumped her full of cum. The thick, hot spunk filled her out with a pressure that left her breathless, her muzzle open in a silent scream, and even if her hind legs were too weak to do anything, she found herself pushing back with her forelegs, straining to get it as deep inside her as she could.

When Applejack came to, she was draped limply over the hay bale, Flicker’s warm body heaving above her. She sucked in deep gasps of air, her whole body tingling and shaking as the aftershocks of her orgasm hit her, feeling as if she’d just finished running a marathon.

“Phew.” Applejack groaned, reaching a hoof up to rub weakly at Flick’s face. “Good dog.”

“Thanks.” Flick was breathing hard, the heat of his breath tickling at her neck. “That walk… really worked me up.”

Applejack smirked. “I had a feelin’ ya liked it.”

“They were all watching me,” Flick said, and she could hear the grin on his lips. “I didn’t want them to see, but you were so firm, and all I could think about was the smell of your pussy in front of me.”

“Mmhm.” Applejack chuckled. “I thought it was pretty sexy, too.”

For a moment neither lover said anything, merely basking in each other’s warmth. Applejack wasn’t sure how long it was before she spoke.

“So what’s your plan for tomorrow?” she asked. “Another secret?”

“Oh, no, I think I’ll tell you this one ahead of time,” Flick said. He leaned into her ear, his voice suddenly lowering into a deep growl. “Tomorrow, I’m in charge.”

Applejack’s pussy immediately clenched around him in response, and when she looked up and saw the dark smile on his face, all she could do was let out a weak whimper.

Author's Note

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