Chapter Six
Where to Find Comfort

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Every Tuesday evening, the Carousel Boutique closed an hour early. It had been the case for as long as most ponies could remember. To those curious and daring enough to ask her why, Rarity had answered that she needed the time to do her accounting. This was a satisfactory answer to most ponies. Nopony was allowed in the Boutique on these evenings, not even Sweetie Belle.

Nobody save for Pinkie Pie. She ignored the closed sign and pushed open the door. Surprisingly, there was still one customer inside. A middle-aged stallion who was browsing discount suits.

He seemed to be in a bad mood, so Pinkie didn’t pay him much mind. Instead, she turned her attention towards the mare standing at the counter. She smiled at Pinkie, although she looked tired – Rarity never did like when customers wouldn’t get the hint and leave at closing.

“Hiya, Rarity!” Pinkie said as she approached the counter. “How was your day?”

“Oh, you know,” Rarity said brightly as she made a little wave of her hand. It was code for the fact that whatever she was about to say was the exact opposite of how she felt. “Every day at the Boutique is a treasure! I’ve just been helping this delightful gentleman find the perfect suit for his job interview, and then I’ll be ready to crunch those numbers with you.”

“This is your accounting partner?” The stallion arched an eyebrow.

Rarity’s eye twitched, but her smile never left. “Pinkie is quite good at accounting, and she’s delightful company besides. Have you picked a suit yet?”

He jerked his head towards the suits he was looking at. “How can I when all these ones are so low quality?”

“Well, as I told you those are our discount options…”

“And they’re the only ones a pony could afford! I don’t know how you could charge eighty bits for a suit and expect anypony to buy it.”

Pinkie didn’t know much about fashion, but she knew eighty bits for a full suit from a reputable establishment frequented by a princess was an extremely generous price. She held her tongue, though. Pinkie had the feeling there was no reasoning with him, and Rarity didn’t like turning away customers if she could help it.

“I’m certain we can find something that works for you,” Rarity said, then turned to Pinkie. “Pinkie, darling, why don’t I get you set up in the back room, then I’ll come back to finish helping this gentleman.”

Pinkie smiled and followed Rarity into the back room. “Those numbers aren’t going to crunch themselves, huh?”

“I couldn’t have said it better myself, Miss Pie.” Rarity shut the door, then turned back to Pinkie with a sly smile.

Pinkie looked around innocently. “Hey, I don’t see any financial records back here!”

“Oh, do be quiet, you.” Rarity pulled Pinkie closer and pressed their mouths together. Pinkie closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around Rarity’s back, holding her close as their tongues entwined.

When they pulled apart, Rarity was smiling and Pinkie was floored by how absolutely beautiful she was. She didn’t smile for long though, as she cast a glance towards the other room. “I swear, if that insufferable cheapskate doesn’t leave soon…”

“Relax,” Pinkie said. “I’m not going anywhere.”

Rarity shifted back to a smile, biting her lower lip and sending Pinkie into a tizzy. “Oh, Pinkie Pie, you misunderstand.” She took Pinkie’s hand in her own and traced it along from her collarbone to her breast, where she kept it held tight. “It’s not you that I’m worried about. I’ve been positively beside myself waiting for tonight, and I plan to make very good use of you.”

Even if Rarity had been the one to place her hand there, Pinkie knew better than to risk groping her too much – her mistress had a customer, and it wouldn’t do to mess up her bra and leave her breasts unbalanced. So instead, she traced her hands along Rarity’s body, slowly moving down her dress.

“Hmm, maybe I could give you a little taste of what’s to come?” Pinkie tried to match Rarity’s seductive look, but it was hard when she wanted to bounce up and down excitedly. “If my mistress would like that?”

Rarity brought a hand up to her soft lips. “Oh, you little minx. Very well, my pet, I’ll let you get a little ahead of yourself. Just this once, though.”

Pinkie couldn’t maintain the sexy look, instead beaming happily at the prospect of pleasing her mistress. She bent down to her knees and kissed from Rarity’s stomach downwards. She reached one hand under Rarity’s skirt and slid her nails along her stomach down to her thigh, then lifted the hem of the skirt to better please her mistress.

Somehow, Rarity seemed to wear different lingerie every week, and this was no exception. Today she was wearing black lace panties, which were see-through aside from their floral embroidery. No matter how many times they did this, Pinkie still felt her heart beat faster when she saw Rarity’s delicate lips through her panties.

But that would come in time. For now, she kissed Rarity’s thigh, moving her hands gingerly to the hem of the panties. She pulled at them almost reverently, taking her time to slide them down Rarity’s long legs and moving her kisses inwards as she did.

“Enough teasing, my pet,” Rarity breathed as she placed a hand against Pinkie’s head. “We are short on time, you know.”

As always, Pinkie heeded her mistress’s orders. She placed a delicate kiss on top of Rarity’s labia, almost chaste despite the location. That didn’t last, of course. Rarity lifted one leg, sliding it out of her panties and holding it up so her lower lips parted.

Well, Rarity may be her beloved mistress, but if she was going to tempt fate by trying to stand on one leg, Pinkie wasn’t going to make it easy for her. She slid her tongue in, savoring the way Rarity melted at her touch.

As Pinkie’s tongue circled around her mistress’s clit, Rarity’s fingers curled around Pinkie’s hair. It just made Pinkie pick up speed, flicking her tongue back and forth over Rarity’s pearl.

It seemed Pinkie wasn’t the only one enjoying herself, because Rarity was shaking enough that she really might fall. Pinkie scooted closer, and intuitively Rarity put one leg over Pinkie’s shoulder so that she was balancing on her pet.

Pinkie reached her left hand up, and Rarity laced her fingers into it. With her right hand, Pinkie felt for Rarity’s marehood. Even the parts that Pinkie hadn’t touched with her mouth were dripping wet, making it a simple thing to slip her fingers inside. Although only two fingers went all the way into Rarity’s pussy, Pinkie kept the others just outside of it, feeling the slick wetness all over.

Rarity let out a soft moan, letting Pinkie know she was doing her job to perfection. She wanted more. She needed to hear Rarity sing.

Then, of course, the stallion from before had to call out. “Miss Rarity? I certainly hope you don’t plan to leave your valued customer alone for much longer.”

Rarity sighed, which Pinkie managed to make end in another small moan by gently suckling on her clit. She gently bapped Pinkie on the head. “Now now, there will be time for that later.”

“But I want it now!”

“All things in their own time, my pet.” Rarity walked to the door, stepping out of her underwear completely as she did so. She seemed to have no interest in putting them back on. “Do make yourself comfortable back here. I expect you’ll be ready for me when I get back.”

“Yes, mistress.”

“Good girl.” Rarity opened the door and walked out into the showroom. “Terribly sorry about that! Now, where were we.”

As the door closed behind her, Pinkie made her way to a four-poster bed in the corner of the room. As far as anyone knew, it was so Rarity could take naps on nights when she was working late on her fashion designs. In actuality, it was here for one purpose – Tuesday nights.

Since Rarity had said to make herself comfortable, Pinkie began undressing. How could she be more comfortable than in her birthday suit, after all? She pulled off her shirt, then her pants, then her underwear, throwing them all haphazardly onto the floor.

Only when she was completely naked did she realize she shouldn’t leave Rarity’s underwear in the middle of the floor. She scurried over to pick them up, then brought them back to the bed with her. She giggled to herself as she wondered what the stallion might do if he were aware that he had one of the most beautiful mares in all of Equestria with him, and she wasn’t even wearing underwear beneath her skirt. Why, if she bent over in his presence…

Pinkie giggled again. She didn’t really want Rarity to expose herself if she was being honest. But the idea of it, the thought that she might, that was something that made her smile.

And it made her do more than smile. She was already naked, and Rarity did say to make sure she was ready for her return… What better way to make sure she was ready than to get herself good and wet?

So clutching Rarity’s lingerie in one hand, Pinkie used the other to reach down between her legs and slip in between her labia. She slowly circled around her clit for a moment, then dipped lower to reach into her pussy to get some moisture.

Once her fingers were good and wet, she slid them back up to her clit. It was definitely more fun when it was someone else’s, but Pinkie loved playing with vaginas, including her own. Between that, Rarity’s lace panties, and what she and her mistress had done earlier, it didn’t take long at all for Pinkie to get into it.

Now then, she just needed the right fantasy to really get her going. She started by going over what had just happened with Rarity in her mind. On top of the obvious reasons that was a good thought, her mistress had been happy with her, which always made her happy.

Pinkie bit her lip and brought her hand to her breast, leaving the panties on her stomach. She grabbed at her nipple, rolling it between her fingers and giving it the occasional pull. Not too rough; she’d have a long night ahead of her, and the last thing she wanted was to wear herself out now. Just enough to add to the pleasure.

As she did, her mind wandered. She thought of the night to come. If she was a good girl, her mistress would certainly reward her. Maybe she’d even share her toys with her… Pinkie bit her lips in anticipation.

Fantasy Rarity opened the door, already naked and ready to play. Fantasy Pinkie didn’t move... not until her mistress told her to. Without a word, fantasy Rarity took out her strap-on and donned it in one swift and elegant motion. Before Pinkie could even comment on how sexy Rarity looked, the domme was already standing next to her face.

“How about you help me with that, pet?”

“Anything, Mistress.”

Rarity climbed into the bed, and Pinkie took hold of her strap on as if it were really part of her. “Oh, but it’s so big! How will I take the whole thing?”

“I believe in you, pet.”

To get it ready, Pinkie licked along the shaft. Just like she had done with Twilight’s.

Outside of the fantasy, the real Pinkie stopped for a moment. Where had that thought come from? Well, if that’s where her brain was going…

Fantasy Rarity was gone. In her place, Fantasy Twilight was beside Pinkie in bed. Unlike Rarity, Twilight would be shy and uncertain in bed, so Pinkie took the lead. She straddled Twilight, but didn’t take her inside yet. Instead, she slid her labia over Twilight’s dick, teasing it as she rubbed her clit against it, making Twilight long to be inside of her.

“Pinkie,” Twilight breathed, “I don’t know if we should…”

Real Pinkie stopped again. She sighed and pulled her hand away from her clit. Maybe it was for the best anyway; she certainly didn’t want to disappoint Rarity by climaxing before she was even there.

That’s what Pinkie told herself, anyway. In reality, she knew she had more control over her body than that – she wouldn’t cum unless she wanted to, and even if she did and Rarity had to punish her, she could go multiple rounds.

No, the real reason that Pinkie stopped was because she’d stumbled onto something that she didn’t like. She turned onto her side, curling into the fetal position, and waited for Rarity.

It had just been a bit of fun. Pinkie had enjoyed it, and she’d been looking forward to having more fun like that with Twilight. There were all kinds of things to try before Twilight went back to having a vagina, and Pinkie wanted to do them all.

But then…

The door opened and Rarity entered the room, then she closed it behind her. “I hope I didn’t leave you too lonely in here, my pet.”

Pinkie sat up and smiled. “Not at all!” She realized Rarity’s underwear was on the bed beside her and picked them up. “You left these behind.”

“You don’t say,” Rarity said with a coy smile. “I bet that thought sent you wild. Me all alone with a stallion, without anything to cover my delicate flower.”

“I know my mistress can handle herself,” Pinkie said.

Rarity put her hands on her hips. “Not even a little concerned for me? My, and here I thought you cared for me.”

“I do! I –”

“No no, I’ve heard enough.” Rarity frowned. “I had been planning on being nice to you tonight, but I think perhaps something else is in order.”

“Oh no!” Pinkie shrunk back on the bed. “Is my mistress going to have to punish me?”

“It’s really for your own good, my pet.” Rarity turned her back to Pinkie and kicked off her shoes. “But I may go easy on you if you help me out of this dress.”

Pinkie wasn’t overly concerned about Rarity going easy on her – her mistress didn’t really have it in her to be truly cruel, after all. But she did want to make up for her slip of the tongue, so she hurried to Rarity’s side.

She unzipped Rarity’s dress, which she folded as soon as it was off and set off to the side carefully. Rarity’s bra matched her panties, see through lace with flower embroidery. Pinkie took it off and set it with the dress.

Once she was naked, as always, Rarity tucked her arms in and frowned. No matter how much she tried to diet, she never could manage to lose the weight that she hated so much. It was a product of too much stress eating and not enough leaving the boutique, and she preferred to keep it covered up in fine clothing. And as always, Pinkie smiled warmly at her and breathed a single word: “Beautiful.”

Rarity smiled shyly and relaxed a little. She’d remember that she was supposed to be punishing Pinkie soon, but for now, she smiled appreciatively. “Thank you, Pinkie.”

Pinkie placed a hand on Rarity’s cheek, and Rarity leaned in and kissed her. Pinkie bounced in place just a little, elated by the contact.

Rarity leaned her forehead on Pinkie, being careful not to hit her with her horn. She reached her hands around to hold Pinkie’s back, so Pinkie followed suit. In place of Rarity’s back, however, she placed her hands on Rarity’s ass.

Rarity withdrew her hands and folded her arms. “You little… You’ll pay for this!”

Pinkie stuck out her tongue. “Well, if I’m already getting punished, might as well deserve it!”

Rarity reached back around Pinkie’s back and grabbed her ass roughly, pulling her closer for another kiss. It was brief and passionate, then she pushed Pinkie towards the bed. “You push too far, my pet. If you’re not careful, I’ll have to tie you down tonight.”

Pinkie giggled and rolled onto the bed. “On no, I’ll behave!”

Rarity strutted over to the bed and straddled Pinkie. “Now then, I think we were in the middle of something?”

Pinkie put her hands on Rarity’s thighs and looked up at the gorgeous mare above her. “I guess we were,” she said, then pulled Rarity forward.

She obliged and scooted forward, so that her thighs were on either side of Pinkie’s head and lowered herself so Pinkie could finally taste her mistress once more. She licked hungrily at her; no delicate teasing, no small circles around her clit, Pinkie’s tongue darted back and forth over it like she was determined to lap up every drop of moisture from Rarity’s sweetest spot.

“Oh!” Rarity fell forward, but she caught herself on the headboard. She moaned and breathed heavily, grabbing at her breast while Pinkie worked her over.

As she did, she let her mind go blank. All her worries melted away as Rarity melted at her touch. The only thing that mattered was bringing Rarity to climax.

Far from having a problem with how energetic her pet was, Rarity began grinding rhythmically. She kept holding onto the headrest with one hand, and used her other to grab hold of Pinkie’s hair and guide her.

From the corner of her eyes, Pinkie could see the faint good of Rarity’s magic from above her as her mistress started to play with her own tits.

Pinkie wished she was the one playing with those glorious boobs, but her position was limited. She still had some other possibilities, however. She eagerly placed her hands on Rarity’s back. She ran them down, gently scratching her down her back to her ass. She couldn’t reach Rarity’s pussy from this position like she would like to, so she kept her hands on her ass and moved along with Rarity’s grinding.

“Oh, Pinkie…” Rarity moaned. “Oh fuck, don’t stop… I’m going to cum!”

Ever one to obey her mistress, Pinkie kept at it. She might’ve said something if she wasn’t muzzle-deep in Rarity’s pussy. Instead, she gave a little moan of her own to show her mistress how much she wanted her to cum.

The grinding became more erratic, more frantic… almost desperate. Pinkie firmly grabbed her mistress’s legs, forcing the kiss to go deeper and focused her attention on the orgasm button.

This was enough. With one final moan, Rarity’s muscle tensed and stiffened for a few seconds before she almost collapsed. Pinkie finally eased her tongue, kissing her lips and thighs with some occasional teasing of Rarity’s clit. Every lap of the button was rewarded by a gasp and a twitch of pleasure.

“Tha–that’s enough, dear,” Rarity finally panted. She pushed herself off the headrest and swung one leg over Pinkie so she was no longer straddling the other mare, then she promptly collapsed beside her instead.

Rarity stretched out as she caught her breath. “I don’t know where that came from, but I daresay you’ve outdone yourself.”

Pinkie giggled. “So am I still in trouble?”

“Hm? Oh, yes. That was just to finish what we started earlier. You still have your punishment coming.” Despite her words, Rarity snuggled closer. “Just… give me a few minutes.”

Pinkie smiled. “Of course.”

While they rested, Rarity traced her fingers along Pinkie’s stomach. Pinkie had some other ideas of what she could do with those hands, but she didn’t say. It wasn’t her place to ask her mistress to give her relief, at least not this early in the night. Sometimes Rarity did make Pinkie beg for it, but she always gave it to her in the end.

“Hmm…” Rarity looked up at Pinkie. “Is everything alright though? You normally like foreplay so much, it’s not like you to skip it entirely.”

“I’m sorry.” Pinkie forced a smile. “You can punish me for that too, if you want.”

Rarity sat up. “Pinkie, I’m not asking you as your mistress, I’m asking you as your friend. I just want to make sure everything is okay before we continue with the night.”

Pinkie lost her smile. “It’s nothing.”

“Ah, so there is something going on. Please tell me about it.”

After having used it so extensively, Pinkie felt she was quite justified in holding her tongue.

Rarity seemed to disagree. “Now now, my pet. I fully intended to bring out your collar tonight, and you know the rule about that.”

“When I’m wearing the collar, I belong to you,” Pinkie said, although she didn’t need to. They both understood what the collar meant.

“Indeed, and I won’t have my pet spare a thought to anyone but me while she’s collared.”

Although she still didn’t know if she wanted to talk about it, Pinkie took a deep breath and did just that. “It’s just… something I can’t get out of my head.”

“Well, maybe the answer is in the wording. It’s time to get it out, as you say.”

Pinkie wasn’t sure that was a good idea, but she also couldn’t stand to lie. Not to her mistress, and more importantly, not to her friend. “Well, I have this friend.”

“Ah, the famous ‘friend’.”

Pinkie smiled a little. “No, really. And the thing is, she’s not really too… experienced with sex. And then this new development happened, and she has this chance to explore a whole new side of things! And I just wanted to help her out and show her a new way to have fun with her body and… I think I made things weird.”

“Oh Pinkie, you didn’t…” Rarity frowned at her, which made Pinkie want to hide. “A friend with a new experience… This is about Twilight?”

Pinkie winced. She hadn’t meant to reveal that. “Did she say something to you?”

“No, she didn’t. I’ve only seen her once in the past few weeks. I trust you’ve been spending quite a bit of time with her then?”

“No, that’s just it…” Pinkie turned away from Rarity. “She’s been avoiding me ever since it happened. It was just one time, and I thought everything was fun! But then when I stop by the castle, Starlight says she’s busy, and she hasn’t come to Sugarcube Corner once.”

“Yes, that isn’t like her…” Rarity lay back down, curling around Pinkie and holding her protectively. “And you can’t talk to her about it if she won’t talk with you.”

“I guess you know about her secret then?”

“Yes, she came to me to get a new wardrobe. It was rather hard to miss.”

“I just… She’s only got it for a little while, she should use it!”

Rarity kissed Pinkie’s back. “I know you meant well, but I worry you might’ve come on a little strong for poor Twilight. Give her time, I’m sure she’ll come around. You’re very dear to her, she won’t want to lose your friendship over a little thing like this.”

Pinkie placed her hand on Rarity’s. “I hope you’re right.”

“Come now, darling, of course I am. Now, turn and face me so I can give you a kiss.”

Pinkie smiled a little and turned around, obliging Rarity with a kiss.

“Do you want to continue with tonight? You know I’d never leave you wanting, but if you’re not feeling up to it, then I understand.”

“I want to. I don’t want to think about anything else tonight.” Pinkie pushed herself up and kissed Rarity again, this time more passionately.

Rarity pulled away smiling. “Pinkie Pie, kissing me with that mouth after it’s been you know where.” Rarity licked her lips. “To think, making a lady taste herself like this. For shame.”

“I’m sorry,” Pinkie said, although she wasn’t. Not even a little bit.

“Sorry just isn’t going to cut it tonight. You wait here.”

Rarity got out of the bed and walked over to a dresser while Pinkie waited. She opened the bottom drawer and pulled out a black box, which she set on top of it. She opened it, and pulled out a blue collar that perfectly matched Pinkie’s eyes.

She left the dresser drawer open, which meant she was planning on using some of its other contents. Rarity did have so many toys, some of which were for rewards, and some of which were for punishment. Pinkie loved them all.

But for now, Rarity brought the collar to Pinkie, who sat up and pulled her hair out of the way. “Are you ready, my pet?”

“Yes, Mistress,” Pinkie replied.

She closed her eyes as Rarity placed the collar on her and secured it. By the time she opened them, she didn’t think of anything else at all.

Author's Note

When I set out to write Rarity and Pinkie as a domme/sub relationship, I wasn't sure how I was going to pull it off. In the end, I leaned into the fact that I'm not well versed on this subject to show them as a flawed domme/sub relationship. I'm well aware that Rarity lacks the confidence and control she needs, and Pinkie several times acts out of turn, but I think it's more endearing if they're just two friends who come together for a mutual interest without being experts at it. As such, this chapter kind of wound up being everything I want out of this fic – regular people doing sex stuff and balancing their inter-personal relationships while they're at it – and it's the first chapter so far to make me feel that way. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I do.

Also this is the first chapter of my new partnership with Gowak, who helped write some parts of it! From now on, this story will be a more collaborative story; I'll remain in charge of it, but Gowak will be helping me with the writing. Do check out her work, she's quite amazing.