For some time Hunter stared at the fire before him, letting their dancing flames warm his naked body as he sat there stroking his Sunset kitty’s head gently. She too was still naked save for the cat ears on her head, curled up on her side and half sprawled on his body. The sub was positioned so that her breasts were pressed against the side of his thigh and her face so close to his cock that he could feel every breath she took. During the brief moments when Hunter glanced down he had seen that the teen girl’s eyes were closed as if napping. Yet Sunset was still making purring sounds that could just be heard over the flames, sometimes even nuzzling his semi-placid meat stick with her nose or giving it a little lick. Off to the side were several bottles of water, some drunk and littering the floor while the rest waited for their turn.

You know, I wouldn’t mind staying like this all night, thought Hunter as his hand moved down to cup one of Sunset’s gorgeous breasts. Gently he began to knead her soft flesh, her fiery red nipples between his fingers. A louder purr graced his ears causing Hunter to look down. Sunset’s eyes were still closed but she managed to move her head in so that she could begin sniffing his cock. Hunter continued to watch her as he played with her breast seeing the sub move her head down slightly so that she could capture the head of his cock with her soft lips. Lightly she began to suckle on it, as if it were a feeding tube within her cage.

Yes, Hunter felt like he could stay like this all night. Either fucking Sunset until his cum was flowing out of every hole until it pooled on the floor, her stomach filled with his seed or they could keep cuddling like they were. It was so pleasant, so relaxing that Hunter didn’t mind that he was naked on the floor like this. Honestly the only way this could have been better would be in Moondancer were also here with him.

A smile appeared on Hunter’s lips as he gazed deep into the flames thinking about his own little sub. Ah yes, he could see it now. Sunset would still be on his lap, just like she was now. But Moondancer would be with her, their naked bodies would be pressed against one another, side to side and shoulder to shoulder. She too would be wearing her collar as well as her piercings which would be glittering in the light of the flames or pressed against his own body. Her arms would be wrapped around his own, as her head rested on his shoulder. Perhaps every once in a while she would reach down to give his cock a brief stroke, her soft hands running over the veins and head. When that happened, Hunter would kiss her with all his passion. She too would be wearing cat ears…or maybe dog ones and would then lick her hand clean of any precum she had collected. No one would say anything because nothing would need to be said, just the three of them enjoying the touch of each other’s bodies until the sun came up.

Sunset made a noise that broke Hunter out of his brief fantasy. Quickly looking down he saw what had happened. His cock had grown very hard, no doubt as a result of his little fantasy. Sunset, who was still lying on his lap, had been unable to keep it in her mouth as she had before and was forced to release it. The purring noises she had been making had ended as she put on a pouty face, staring at his pillar of flesh as if it had committed some horrible sin upon her. Perhaps she had been enjoying the taste of his precum a little too much and was not happy to have it ended so abruptly.

Seeing this got a chuckle out of Hunter as he moved his hand downward. He slid it down her smooth stomach until he reached her hips where his hand then moved upwards towards her ass cheek. Keeping his eye on her face, Hunter began to move his hand in a circular motion watching as her eyes seemed to glaze over and another cat-like content smile appeared on her lips. Without warning Hunter then lifted his hand up to give her bottom a quick swat! Sunset let out a cry but didn’t move. Instead her mouth moved towards his sperm sac where she then began to lick it

“Guess you really want some milk,” laughed Hunter. Sunset said nothing, only making a mewing sound briefly while looking up at him with those big eyes of hers. This didn’t last long as she then went back to licking his balls, the scent of her renewed arousal mixing in with the scent of burning wood.

Yes, Hunter would have loved to continue this for the rest of the night. Far more tempting for him than when he had left the shower with Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie. But sadly his duty as a dom called. The other girls were no doubt hard at work right now setting up for the next scene just for him, one that was a bit more extreme. To change his mind like that, to just stay here would be the most rude and insensitive thing he could do!

But thankfully, he didn’t have to end this just yet. It seemed that it was taking longer than he expected for his next ‘gift’ to be ready. So, until then, he might as well continue to enjoy the one he was with.

Grinning Hunter began to tug at Sunset’s sides, urging her to sit on his lap upright. Still committed to her cat act, Sunset fought this just a little as she lapped at his sack. It was only after a couple more tugs that she complied with his voiceless command, her back to the flames as she straddled Hunter’s lap. Hunter guided her with his hands on her hips, her cunt dripping her love juices onto his spear of flesh before impaling her slowly upon it. Bit by bit, he watched her as she sank her hips downwards onto his rod until it was completely surrounded by her warm fold that greedily took him in. As they sat there hip to hip, a slight shadow fell over her frontal features whilst the glow of the fire eliminated her other features in a way that made her appear all the more alluring. Because of this, Hunter could just make out her half lidded eyes as she looked down at him, her mouth slightly open as she panted in utter delight at being stuffed once more. With each breath she took her breasts bounced slightly, a dance for his eyes. Perhaps, despite the rest she had while they were cuddling, Sunset’s body was still somewhat sensitive from her previous orgasms.

Sunset then leaned forward, pressing her body against Hunter’s. “Master,” she purred into his ear, arms wrapped around him in a hug. “Thank you. I’ve been needing this so badly lately.”

“I could tell,” said Hunter. “You’ve been a needy, naughty little kitty all night. Though, I have to say I’m a little surprised you agreed to do this. Normally you’re Twilight’s dom.”

“Mmmmm,” purred Sunset as her hands moved along Hunter’s back, her body pressing harder against his. “I’m a switch,” she whispered in a husky voice. “I love pushing my little Twilight to her limits, hearing her beg and watching her cum before me. Being in control of her is so hot. But, I have my own submissive fantasies that are just begging to be fulfilled. From time to time, I want to be the one giving up control and having my holes filled with hot yummy cum. To be tied up, helpless and suspended in the air as my front and back get stuffed with cocks. For me to be bound alongside Twilight, two slutty little slaves to be toyed with by our master for the evening. Ohh, and of course there are the times when I just want to be treated like a pet. A sexy little pet for my Master, lavished with love.” Sunset then paused, letting out a moan as Hunter’s cock twitched inside of her. “So when we were planning this night, I thought it was the purrfect opportunity to let my submissive side come out to play.”

Hunter chuckled. “Well I hope I lived up to your expectations.”

“Ah, yes,” moaned Sunset. “You have and more. I loved all the pampering you’ve given me, all the cuddles. Purrrrr. And all the delicious milk.”

Hunter smiled as he pushed Sunset forward a bit, his face darkening in a commanding sort of fashion. “Start moving,” he ordered. Sunset didn’t need to be told twice. With her hands on his shoulders she began to bounce lightly on his cock, the soft sounds of flesh upon flesh barely audible next to the flames. Slow at first, eyes closed as she seemed to savor the feeling of his meat rubbing against her insides as he held onto her hips. Light moans began to escape her mouth mixed in with small groans. As she moved Hunter could feel her inner walls clamping around his cock, trying their best to get his seed. Her mounds jiggled and bounced slightly right in his face making him desire to just lean back and watch this all happen from a more comfortable position.

Instead, Hunter moved forward to latch his mouth around one of Sunset’s nubs. The teen closed his eyes as the taste of salty sweat and Sunset’s own natural taste filled his mouth as his tongue began to lap at her nipple starting with a firm flick. It circled around and around, feeling each tiny crevasse she had before flicking the center again. He suckled on it, moving her nipple in-between his teeth as he clamped down on it, trying to access the milk that he knew would not flow just yet. But still he sucked and tasted and licked the nub that had been beckoning to him for so long.

This seemed to have an effect on Sunset as well, for Hunter could feel her body grow more rigid the longer and harder he sucked. A low, throaty moan was escaping her mouth as her hands moved from Hunter’s shoulder to the back of his head as if to ensure that he remained latched onto her breast. He could feel her head lowering itself and eventually felt her forehead on top of his own. The sub’s body trembled as sweat began to appear on her arms and belly. Though, that was all he could feel at the moment, but he was sure that her body now glistened. As for Sunset’s pussy, It was beyond dripping. Now it was more like the light flow of a faucet with her girl nectar quickly covering his lap.

With a bit of force, and willpower, Hunter pulled his head away from Sunset’s breast. “What’s this?” he asked over Sunset’s whine. Already he could feel her tugging at his head, begging him to reattach his lips to her body. Smirking he filled this useful bit of information away for another time. “Here I am, letting my kitty sit on my lap but I don’t think she’s enjoying it. Just sitting there, not even purring for me. I guess she isn’t enjoying it. Perhaps I should just shoo her off and find another pussy cat for me to play with.”

“NO!” shouted Sunset, again tugging at his head. Only now she was making a purring noise, a panicked and excited purring that seemed to beg him to continue.

“Well then,” began Hunter as he gave her bottom a quick smack, the sound easily echoing across the room followed by Sunset’s cry. “Show me how much you enjoy sitting on my lap.”

Hunter waited for a moment to see if Sunset got the message, feeling her body trembling in desire for more. He didn’t have to wait long before Sunset’s hips began to move. They were now moving in a circle, grinding against his own while his cock churned up her insides. He could even feel her clit rubbing against his body causing her to shudder. The rest of her body was thrashing about, her hair being flung back and forth like a headbanger’s. Sweat was still growing on her body and he could feel it dripping down onto his forehead while his lips recaptured their target. As soon as he began to suck on her nub, Sunset almost froze. Almost. She managed to remember what he told her and, not wanting him to stop again, began to purr for her master once again. Only now the purr was mixed with high pitched gasps as her face laid to the side on top of Hunter’s head.

Oh, if only Hunter had a camera. He would have loved to capture this moment for all time.

“Oh yes, oh yes,” groaned Sunset between her purring, her voice sounding delirious now. “Thank you Master purr thank you. Oh God yes. I can see purr why Twilight would like to have a session purr with you and Moondancer! Purr!” That caught Hunter’s interest.

“She has?” he asked in a muffled voice, teeth still attached to her nipple. While he spoke Hunter’s hand moved away from her ass cheek and began to slide towards her backdoor. As the girl continued to grind herself against him Hunter’s finger began to trace around her anus while he sucked on her tit. He could feel her shoulders jerking, her purring becoming more throaty. Oh, what other buttons could he find to push?

“She…she has,” gasped Sunset as she gasped for air, wiggling her rear before switching things up. Like when she started, Sunset was now bouncing on Hunter’s cock. As she moved the strands of her juices would come squirting out to coat his lap with her scent, almost like she were marking her territory like the little fuck kitty she was. Yet, as she came down, Sunset would push her ass backwards in an attempt to get Hunter’s finger into her backdoor. The first time it almost succeeded due to the dom being taken slightly by surprise. It was only with quick reflexes and luck did he manage to avoid that, keeping that pleasure out of her reach until he decided to give it. He continued to circle that hole, listening to her talk as she gasped and rode his cock. “Well, more like she wants to…ah, ah, ah….have a session with Moondancer. Wants to be a slave sister with her…puurrrrr…at least once. I…I wouldn’t mind it as long as I got to…got to watch. Think they…Think they would look cute together all tied…tied up.”

“They would,” said Hunter. “Good kitty.” With a grin, Hunter shoved his finger into her ass right as she was coming down, quickly applying pressure against her anal passage. At the same time his teeth applied all the pressure he was willing to give to her nipple while adding suction. The sound Sunset made was something between a moan, a cry, and a purr. A true symphony to the ears as the fire crackled behind them. As this noise turned into a throaty moan as her movement slowed down, yet Hunter upped the pace. His tongue began to lash out at her nipple, sucking on it as hard as he could while using his finger as a dildo. In and out, he fucked her hard and fast. Shockingly it wasn’t long before Hunter felt her inner walls clamping around his cock while she put her full weight on top of him. Letting go of her nipple, Hunter pulled back just in time to see that Sunset’s face looked like she had been fucked silly. Her eyes held a dreamy expression, looking at nothing in particular as she grinned dumbly with a deep blush on her face. Drool was escaping her lips as her fluids splashed against Hunter’s lap, eyes nearly rolling into the back of her head as she swayed. The only sound she seemed able to make in this state was a light gasp as Hunter’s own release took place.

It started as his hips jerked upwards sending a large rope of cream deep inside of his hungry kitty. As its hot warmth filled her, Sunset’s mouth opened up a little more as her swaying became alarming, looking like she was about to topple over to the side. Fearing the worst, Hunter moved his hands to her back with not a second to spare as she began to fall backwards. While it felt like holding a heavy sack of potatoes, Hunter was able to prevent her fall as he brought her close to his chest. As he felt her hard nipples poking into his skin, another rope of cum was launched inside her. While he filled her, Hunter leaned back with his arms around the delirious Sunset until his back was against the floor.

How long they laid there, his cock still buried deep inside Sunset’s cunt, he had no idea. He just laid there with Sunset on top of him, giggling to herself every once in a while but otherwise not moving nor making any other sound. As for himself, Hunter did not move her. He just continued to lay there with the fire haired girl on top of him, a hand running down her back the same way one would stroke a cat. As they were now, Hunter was glad for the fire because without it he was sure they would have begun to grow cold due to the sweat upon them.

Then, at long last, the door opened. From where he was, Hunter could not turn his head to look at who was now entering the room. Not with Sunset laying on top of his like this. So, he waited as he heard the sound of the door closing followed by the sounds of footsteps approaching them. Soon enough, he saw Twilight standing above him. From where he was, Hunter could still see the ribbon pressed against her cunny which she didn’t bother to hide as well as the purple Santa coat which was open to reveal her breasts. Smiling, she bent down to place a hand on Sunset’s back.

“Looks like you both had a lot of fun,” she whispered. Hunter had to agree as he began to get up, Twilight helping along the way. Together, they were able to lift Sunset off his dick before carrying her together towards the couch where Hunter gently laid her down. As he did, Twilight found a heavy quilted blanket which she placed on top of her lover and dom, not caring about the fact that juices and semen were running down Sunset’s thighs. Together, they tucked the girl in with Twilight placing a kiss on Sunset’s forehead after they finished.

For a moment, the two stood there looking down at Sunset whose half closed eyes stared at the ceiling. It was Hunter who broke the silence. “Do you think it’ll be alright to leave her here?”

“She’ll be fine,” said Twilight as she walked over to Hunter’s discarded robe. She picked it up, bending down so her ass was facing Hunter and giving it a little wiggle, before straightening up and moving behind Hunter. As she dressed him, she continued to talk in a very calm and relaxed tone. “I’ve seen this before with Rainbow Dash the last time we all took the potion. True the body has the energy it needs to keep you fucking and cumming all night, but the mind, well… Let’s just say she’s in a state of orgasmic bliss at the moment. Give her a little time and she’ll be up and about, ready to go in any scene you wish.”

Hunter let out a hum as Twilight tied his robe up from behind him, her body pressed against his back as she did so. But his focus was not on Twilight’s hands but rather the girl he had just been fucking. Perhaps Twilight was right and there wasn’t anything to worry about. They hadn’t done anything too extreme that would require him to watch over her for a prolonged period of time. Not to mention that Twilight, Sunset’s sub and lover, was ok with leaving her here. If she did spot even the slightest thing wrong, Twilight’s worrywart personality would crop up for sure. So, really, there was nothing holding them here. But all the same…

“Twilight, could you ask Pinkie Pie or Fluttershy to watch over her?” asked Hunter, turning to look at Sunset. “Just to be on the safe side.”

“Of course,” beamed Twilight as she took a few steps backwards. “I believe right now Pinkie Pie is preparing dessert for later tonight right now but I’m sure Fluttershy is free. Unless she’s talking to the local wolves again. After I escort you to the next scene, I’ll be sure to ask her.”

“Local wolves?” echoed Hunter as Twilight walked to the door, opening it and gesturing for him to follow her in the same way a maid would do so to her master. Without waiting for her to answer, Hunter walked out into the hallway where he waited for Twilight to shut the door quietly and lead him to where his next scene would be taking place.

“Oh yes,” said Twilight as she began to walk, gently taking Hunter’s hand within her own as she led him deeper into the house. “When we found this place, we discovered a number of wolves had made the surrounding area their territory. Not so close that they would be on our front door, but close enough for us to notice them. Naturally, Fluttershy decided to ask them to keep out anyone who might be ‘bad’ in exchange for some food and other things they might need. Not hurt them, just scare them away.” Twilight paused to blush. “She’s also been trying to convince a few to become a part of her, ah, special Society project along with a few other animals. Right now she’s got three of the wolves and a bear.”

Hunter felt his eyes bulge at that information. He had known Fluttershy loved animals, from helping at the local animal shelter to doing pet play scenes within the Society, so it shouldn’t have been that surprising to think that she might want to explore something like that. It shouldn’t have been…but all the same it was!

As the two approached a very ornate wooden door with the image of a woman shackled by her four limbs, chains keeping them spread apart, Hunter decided to change the subject. “So, Sunset happened to mention that you wanted to do a scene with Moondancer and me.” As he spoke, Twilight had been reaching for the door handle only to pause when Moondancer’s name came up. Her head then whipped around, nearly throwing her glasses off as she looked at Hunter. Twilight’s face was now 90% blush, transforming her purple face into a glowing ember.

“S-She b-b-brought that u-up?” stammered Twilight, lightly biting her lower jaw.

Hunter nodded, causing Twilight blush to cover the rest of her face as well as her ears. Fighting the urge to chuckle, no doubt embarrassing the poor sub even more, he leaned over to whisper in her ear. “And, just so you know, we’ve been thinking about asking you to join us in a session for a while now. How about when we all get back to Canterlot, we can plan something out? Something that Sunset can watch.”

“That,” began Twilight as she swayed a little on the spot, a dreamy expression falling on her face while her other hand began to approach her breast. But before Hunter could be treated to a show, Twilight shook her head rapidly in an effort to regain some of her self control. With a nervous laugh, she opened the door. “That sounds…wonderful.” She then cleared her throat. “Well, anyways Master, Rarity is all set for you at the bottom of the stairs. When you’re done, please come up the stairs and one of us will be here to take you to the next scene.” Once again Twilight paused, moving some of her hair back in place as she gave Hunter a small smile. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to get ready.” And, after giving Hunter a slight curtsy, she left.

Hunter remained where he was watching Twilight as she walked away, his dick springing slightly back to life at the thought of that scene. It was only when she was out of sight did he look down the stairs. The steps were carpeted, the design alternating on each step. On one step was a collar, black with the rest of the material being in red. The step past it showed a black mask also surrounded in red carpet. High on the walls near the ceiling were light fixtures that were made to resemble candlesticks. They looked like they were made of gold, sculpted to resemble a woman holding the fake candle above their heads. Around each of their necks was a collar with a leach connected to it, fastening it to the wall. In all honesty, it really fit the mood for what was about to happen.

Silently, Hunter began to walk down the stairs while closing the door behind him. None of the steps creaked or made any sort of noise making his approach only noticeable by the shadows on the walls.

When he reached the bottom landing, Hunter saw that the majority of the basement had been made into a game room for the Society guests. Along the walls of this very spacious room were two very elegant looking pool tables that looked almost brand new whose legs were carved, looking like subs, bound and gagged as they held up the table. Moving closer to them, Hunter noticed that the numbers on the billiard balls were done in a style that resembled various tools and items that were used within the Society. Like, for example, the number one looked like it was made out of rope. What’s more, there were also other games like an indoor tennis table as well as dart boards. A rack of pool cues were secured to one wall in a surprisingly mundane rack. Whether it had just looked ridiculous to do so or it was too tacky or whatever, Hunter had no idea.

The back of the basement is what really caught Hunter’s attention. There, standing just far enough from the wall for a person to walk behind it was a metal circle nearly nine feet in diameter, filling the space between the floor and ceiling. It was shocking to see one of those here, something he’d only seen at the club… and in comic books. When spoken about, Twilight’s name inevitably came up, and it was clear why. Along the inner circumference was a track, upon which were attached four adjustable cuffs. Motors mounted along the back would allow the cuffs to move about the track, adjusting the position of whoever was bound to it. All in all, it was a technological marvel that could only be her work.

Currently the cuffs held Rarity in a Y pose, her arms spread above her head, while her feet were together. Those cuffs wrapped around her wrists, contrasting with the long, purple fingerless gloves that went all the way to her shoulder ending in white fuzz. A purple tube top had the same white fuzz on the top and bottom which hid her E-cups, and finally red panties. Next to this contraption were an assortment of Clocktower issued equipment, items picked out by Rarity herself to help with this ‘breaking’ scene. Finally, not too far away from the machine were several leather seats positioned as if an audience was expected.

As Hunter began to approach, Rarity (who had been still up till this point) began to struggle showing that she was ready to begin the scene. It was slow at first, pulling on her cuffs and wiggling her legs in an attempt to weaken her bonds. With each step Hunter took, Rarity’s struggles became wilder and more akin to a desperate animal. She shot her hips forward as if to use her body weight to try and to break it. However Twilight’s skills seemed to shine through, the device not even letting out a groan of stress.

“See here you ruffian!” bellowed Rarity, ceasing her actions when Hunter stood before her. Now that he was up close he could see that thanks to her elevation he wouldn’t have to reach down too far to toy with her cunt. “I demand that you release me at once! Whatever your plan is, whatever ransom you are hoping to gain it will be-”

“Ransom?” interrupted Hunter as he got into character, a cold smile appearing on his lips as he looked at the bound girl. He watched as she tried to appear brave, yet recoiled slightly shifting her body back. “Now why would I bother with something so trivial as ransom when I have exactly what I desire?” As Hunter spoke, he walked over to the table full of tools that the girls had provided. The first thing he spotted was a remote for the frame which he instantly pocketed within his robe before looking at the rest. Candles, matches, crops, paddles, blindfolds, and even nose hooks all laid before him ready for use. Of course, there were other items there as well. Such as clamps with long, thin metal chains coming down from there ends along with weights of various sizes to be attached to said chains. An interesting three way chain with each end ending in jagged clamps as well as a row of nipple suction cups. And how could he forget his favorite: the enchanted dagger.

“Y-You have what you want?” stammered Rarity, Hunter not bothering to look at her as he placed a finger on the handle of the blade. “T-Then if that is the case, why-y am I s-still here?”

“That should be obvious, my dear,” said Hunter, speaking in his coldest tone as he picked up the blade. “[i[You are what I want.”

“I d-don’t,” stammered Rarity as she began to struggle once more. As she did, Hunter held up the blade in a way so that it would reflect the light onto the bound teen’s body. He could see her staring at the blade, trembling as she saw her eyes focused on its shiny surface.

“As I said, it’s quite obvious,” repeated Hunter as he slowly moved closer to her, a finger running slowly on the razor edge of the blade. “When I first saw you through the window of that shop you worked at, I knew you had the potential. You were the finest piece there, one that should be displayed in the window. But, an exquisite body like yours that needed just the right touch. So, I took you from your bed in the dead of night to a place far from the reaches of your friends and family.” Hunter paused for a moment as he stood in front of Rarity, his gaze fixed on her moistening panties. “But while you are mine now, it is in name alone. Yet that will change and very soon. Like many before you, I will train you to become what you were always meant to be: a slave. A creature whose sole purpose in life is to give pleasure to her owner, and those he selects. One who will do so both willingly and gladly once my touch has been engraved into both your body and soul.”

Hunter spared a glance up at Rarity. While her face was a mask of horror and outrage, he could see a gleam of excitement in her eyes. Not enough to ruin the scene they were in, but just enough to let him know he was doing a good job so far.

“You…You fiend!” cried Rarity in outrage, gritting her teeth as she struggled a bit more. “I would never surrender to the likes of you! You will never break me! I’ll fight you until the police track you down like the mangy cur you are-”

“The police?” said Hunter as he brought a hand up to stroke Rarity’s leg. “Oh, I’m not too worried about them. After all, we have an…agreement between us. They don’t ask too many questions, and in return, I… provide them with some favors. No doubt once you’re fully trained you’ll be one of their favorites.”

“LIES!” screamed Rarity.

Hunter said nothing at this, at least at first. Instead he brought the blade up and slid it past her legs, pressing the flat side against her cunt. Rarity froze on the spot as Hunter slowly moved it back and forth, stroking it against her covered sex. When he was done Hunter pulled the blade out before holding it up for Rarity to see her own juices covering it.

“I think you are the one lying, my dear,” said Hunter in a calm tone as he lowered the blade. Before speaking again, he licked the dagger clean of the girl’s fluids finding the taste to be a little bitter, but not too bad. “And it seems that you are already halfway there. Your body clearly desires this, even as your mind tries to deny it. Tell me, how many times have you stayed awake at night fingering yourself to the idea of being a slave? Being stripped down of all your fancy clothing, perhaps becoming a mannequin, nothing more than a product on display?”

Rarity’s cheeks flushed. “See here you…you ruffian! Of all the things I have heard in my life, I never-” She got no further as Hunter, using his free hand, smacked her ass as hard as he could. It was a little awkward given how bound she was, but he managed to leave a bright red mark on one of those ass cheeks.

“It seems like you still don’t know your place,” said Hunter as he began to pace slowly back and forth in front of her, his hands behind his back. “Perhaps we should start with the proper edict. When you are asked a question by your master, you answer it honestly while addressing him as ‘Sir’ or ‘Master’. It really isn’t all that complicated.”

“Like hell I will,” spat Rarity. As she spoke, Hunter let out the smallest of sighs before approaching the sub who had begun to struggle with renewed force. This ended instantly as a sinister grin appeared on his face while brandishing the blade once more.

“Let me get this through your head,” said Hunter with a smile that didn’t match the frostiness of his tone, the blade moving closer to her panties. “You belong to me now. The life you knew is over, gone for good. This body is mine, to do with what I please when I please. The sooner you realize this the better off you’ll be.” Now the flat side of the blade was pressed against her underwear, allowing Hunter to feel her shaking a little while juices trickled down her legs. “This should help you realize what you are.” In a flash and with the skills he had acquired from all his sessions with Moondancer, Hunter moved the dagger around to cut Rarity’s panties in half. The sound of ripped fabric was drowned out by Rarity’s screams as she brought her thighs together as best she could, shielding her now exposed sex as its sole protector fluttered helplessly to the ground.

“You are nothing more than a slave. As such the right to wear clothing no longer belongs to you,” continued Hunter, “it belongs to me. You wear the clothing I choose, should I feel like decorating you. Smiling coldly,he pulled out the remote, watching her face as with the push of a button, the cuffs connected to Rarity’s legs began to move. Legs spreading forcibly, her voice shrieking, as her Y pose became an X. More than ever she struggled to escape as her sex was now at the mercy of the teen before her. But it was pointless, for Hunter reached out with his free hand to insert two fingers into her cunt, both sliding in with ease. That silenced the fashionista, biting her lower lip to keep herself from letting out a sigh of delight while Hunter’s fingers began to lightly fuck her.

“Yes, nothing more than a slave,” repeated Hunter, who was slightly surprised to find that Rarity’s love tunnel was the loosest one yet! “As such, you shall neither hide nor deny me that which I desire for this is no longer your body, you own nothing, you are nothing. This body shall be on full display for my delight at all times. It’s holes exist only to pleasure me when I so choose.” As he spoke, Hunter’s finger’s increased their speed as they were thrusted deep inside the slut all the way to his knuckles. Droplets of her pleasure fluids were coating his hand all the way down to the wrist while the smacking sounds filled the air. He could see her toes curling, her hands balling into fists. As Hunter added another finger he looked up to see that a war was going on with Rarity’s expression. Part of her was doing everything possible to keep the mask of hatred alive. That proved to be difficult as a more dreamy, bliss filled expression began to take over. Her lips were trying to frown but also give him a dopey grin, making her lips appear in an almost wavey fashion. Her eyes were twitching, trying to look down upon him but also trying to roll back into her skull. Smirking at this, Hunter pulled his wet fingers out of the horny girl who let out a sigh as she fell into an almost limp like state. As she panted slightly, Hunter wiped her girl juices against her skin with the same grace one uses on a paper towel.

“That was a taste of what I will grant for the slaves who obey me,” said Hunter as he pressed the remote again, the structure began to move again. Only this time all four cuffs began to move evenly. As they did, both of them could hear a metal clicking sound of the safeties that only added to the sensation of relentless power the machine gave off as it turned the panting Rarity bit by bit until she was upside down! Soon her ample breasts were in front of Hunter allowing him to slash away the tube top with ease, freeing its prisoners.

With his free hand, Hunter began to knead her E-cup breast eliciting a soft moan to escape from Rarity’s throat. “This has been a mere taste of the training that is to come. Should you fail to comply, pain will await you. Give it your all and pleasure shall course through your body. These will be the methods that I train all my slaves until I have stripped them of their former selves, helping them discover true happiness. The happiness of serving your Master, finding joy in the most depraved acts for it will please me.”

“Y-You’re insane,” stammered Rarity, cheeks turning scarlet as she spoke. Looking down, Hunter could see that the blood was beginning to rush to her head. But that didn’t stop him from giving her a slap on cheek. Not too hard, just with enough strength so that her cheek was burning red.

“Time to get to work,” said Hunter as he walked over to the collection of tools at his disposal. “I shall grind these lessons into you if I must. And they will be far less…pleasant should I need to do so.” Setting the dagger down, Hunter reached over to the blindfold but stopped himself. Hand hovering in place, his gaze shifted towards the nose hook as his grin widened. It was very simple, two small, rounded hooks connected to a long band whose other end was meant to connect to the collar. While simple, the effect would be…interesting to say the least.

Without a word, Hunter picked up the nose hook before turning around to see Rarity struggling to free herself once again. A shoulder was pushed out, looking as if she were trying to slide one of her wrists out of its bonds. But that was a futile effort that only served to drain her strength. Still she tried, shifting to the other shoulder to repeat the process. When she did, however, she noticed what Hunter was carrying limply in his hold causing her eyes to widen with fear. She shook her head, pulling it back as her soon to be ‘Master’ stood before her. Knowing that she would fight, Hunter grabbed a fist full of hair causing her to cry out in alarm. Roughly he pulled her up upward and using one hand, attached the other end of the nose hook to the back of her collar. Or, at least he tried as doing it with one hand was a bit difficult. Eventually he managed to attach the hook to a ring at the back of Rarity’s collar before pulling the band over her head. Now having to kneel down, Hunter focused on getting the piece into place. Rarity’s struggles were non-existent at this moment for she knew how much pain he could accidently do to her. Taking a breath, Hunter hooked the twin hook so that they were in Rarity’s nostrils before adjusting the band until Rarity’s nose was pulled up.

When he had finished with his task and stood up, Rarity began her struggles once again. She cried out in pain and anger, trashing about as Hunter returned to the table to pick up a mirror. When he returned, he held the mirror up to her face, making sure she could see what he had done. Rarity let out a cry as it appeared she now had a pig snout.

“I dare say that’s an improvement,” laughed Hunter at Rarity’s renewed outrage, walking back to the table to put the mirror away. After grabbing the three ended chain as well as a few clamps, Hunter returned to Rarity who was beginning to cease her thrashing. Only it wasn’t because she realized how pointless it was to do so, but rather the blood was really pooling to her head. Fearing what would happen if he didn’t hurry up, Hunter quickened his pace over to Rarity. Taking two of the three ends of the chain, he opened up their metal clamps and brought them to the girl’s nipples. With a flick of his thumbs the clamps bit into Rarity’s tit flesh, her chest jutting outwards as she cried out with the final end dangled in her face.

Pulling out the remote again, Hunter pressed the button that would bring her right side up. A slow series of clicks were heard as the device sprang to life, moving the girl into position. As it did, gravity moved the freely hanging chain so that it was always pointing down. Even hanging off the side of her milk flesh at one point before rolling over those hills of hers. Then, when the device had stopped and the chain was between her breasts, did Hunter act. As Rarity began to recover, the last clamp was opened and then firmly attached to Rarity’s clit. The girl cried out, chain bouncing as she trashed about.

At least until Hunter grabbed the chain, giving it a firm tug which pulled on her sensitive flesh. “Enough of that,” he said as Rarity stopped moving, whimpering in pain. “If you do that again, I will pull until this comes off. And believe me, it will hurt.” As if to prove this, Hunter gave the chain another harder yank which caused Rarity to cry out even more. But this time she didn’t thrash. Instead, as Hunter let go, she began to pant wildly.

“Good,” said Hunter as he brought out more of the goodies he had taken from the table. They were two more clamps, each one with a long thin silver chain running down them. Briefly he gazed up at Rarity to see that she was staring at him, at the items he held in his hand. Playfully, he held one up and opened it to show how it would bite into her. Not a word was said by his captive, but he could see her body shivering with delight.

With no objections, Hunter brought the first clamp to her nether region. Opening it up with one hand, his other went to spread her dripping cunt as far as he could while bringing the clamp to her opened petals. Silently, Hunter held it there for several seconds so she would have no idea when the pain was coming before finally closing it. Rarity howled in pain, enough so that Hunter backed up in fear that he had gone too far. But when he did, he saw that Rarity’s head was thrown back while her teeth were gritted. Oddly, her open lips were curved into a smile as her body quivered. It almost looked like she was…

Grinning again, Hunter took the other clamp out and readied it. Without wasting a second, Hunter attached it to her other lower lip while making sure that it bit down hard. Rarity’s body shook from this, the chains swaying and jingling in the process before her body tensed up. Then it relaxed as more fluids ran down the girl’s legs.

“I never gave you permission to cum,” growled Hunter, smacking her ass once again.

“I didn’t…I would never…Not from that,” panted Rarity through the haze of her bliss.

“Wrong!” thundered Hunter, his voice echoing through the room as he slapped Rarity’s ass again. Again Rarity cried out, tears appearing in her eyes while her ass began to have a nice red tint to it. “You are supposed to say ‘Master, I am so sorry! How may this unworthy slave beg for your forgiveness?’”

“N-No I wo-” But Rarity got no farther than that as another slap awaited her, this time on the other cheek. The girl cried out, panting madly as Hunter waited there watching her. Waiting for her to say the right words. “I’m not so-” The next slap came like lightning, Rarity throwing her head back against her bindings as both heat and pain radiated from the spot where she had been struck.

Rarity opened her mouth to speak again only to pause when she saw Hunter’s hand raised. She stared at it for a moment longer, knowing what defiance would bring her, before lowering her head in a submissive manner. “Master, I am s-so sorry,” she said in a small whisper. “How may this unworthy s-slave beg for forgiveness?” As she finished speaking, Hunter’s hand quickly moved towards her rear causing Rarity to close her eyes and brace for the pain which she knew was to come. Only, it didn’t. Instead Hunter’s hand began to caress her posterior gently.

“A step in the right direction,” said Hunter. “As such, a small reward has been given. But now we begin the real lesson in earnest.” Hunter stopped his stroking, returning to the table to acquire the weights which he then held up for Rarity to see. “I will ask you simple questions. With every incorrect answer, I will add a weight to one of your chains. While this is going on, you are forbidden to cum without my permission. Do so and I will add two weights. If you do well, you will earn the right to be fucked by your Master’s cock. Do you understand?”

“Yes, I do,” mumbled Rarity. Hunter’s eyes darkened before separating one of the weights from the others. Reaching out for one of the chains connected to Rarity’s folds, he attached it easily. Once released, the small weight hung there while pulling one Rarity’s vaginal lips. The white skinned girl cried out, briefly struggling at this new painful sensation. Only this proved to only worsen her situation as the weight swung around wildly.

“Do you understand?” said Hunter again, looking up at Rarity. Sweat was now appearing on the girl’s brow as she panted, her large chest bouncing noticeably. Her eyes, on the other hand, were still alert as she stared at the weights still in Hunter’s hand. He could tell that she was thinking about what she could have done wrong, trying with all her might to come up with the correct answer. Then, as Hunter began to take her silence for her answer and moving to place another weight on, she took a stab in the dark.

“Yes Master,” she said quickly, closing her eyes as she spoke. “I understand Master.”

Hunter backed off a little, watching as she hesitantly opened her eyes. “Good slave,” he said. “Now then, tell me what you are?”

“I’m Rarity,” said Rarity instantly. “I’m a student at-” Rarity’s words were replaced with a scream as another weight was attached to a chain. This time on the one opposite the previous one he attached to. Now both petals were being stretched with little mercy.

“What. Are. You?” repeated Hunter slowly, making sure she heard each and every syllable spoken.

“I’m…I’m a slave,” cried Rarity aloud, voice ringing as she did. “I am nothing more than my Master’s pleasure tool. To be used whenever my Master desires!”

“There you go,” said Hunter. “See, it’s not so hard. Tell me Slave, who am I?” Rarity paused for a moment with uncertain eyes which looked around the room looking for something to help her. Frowning, Hunter placed another weight on her, this time on the three way chain up by her right nipple. The biting weight caused Rarity to let out a howl of anguish.

“You’re my Master,” wailed Rarity as she began to pant.

“Good, but faster from now on,” barked Hunter as he began to pace in front of her. “No delays. No hesitation. Such things are unbecoming to one of my slaves. Slave, are you happy to be my property?”

“No, I’m-” began Rarity, her eyes widening as she realized her mistake. Quickly she tried to correct herself, but it was too late. Hunter already attached another weight to her chains, this time on the one connected to her left nipple. “Yes Master! I’m very happy to be your slave!”

“Why?” asked Hunter coldly, a cruel smile on his lips. “Why are you happy to be my slave?”

Rarity looked ready to cry, but the safe words did not escape her lips. For a moment, Hunter wondered if he had gone too far in this scene and should call it off. Then, she spoke. “Master, I don’t know,” she said in an honest, almost weeping tone as she glanced at the hand still holding the weights. She seemed to be waiting for him to approach her, to place another weight on her and then another until she figured it out. Only, Hunter stood there smiling.

“That’s it right there,” he said, noticing the confusion on Rarity’s face as he spoke. “Before, you thought for yourself in pursuit of riches and happiness only for that to leave you with nothing. But now all that is gone. Now you no longer have to think. I am the one to do your thinking for you. Obedience and subjugation brings you happiness. Do you understand slave?”

“Yes Master,” cried Rarity instantly. “I understand.” From that point on, Hunter began a rapid series of questions. As time passed, Rarity became quicker with her answers. She began to answer them with a ‘Yes Master’ or ‘No Master’ until it sounded instinctual. Sometimes he would repeat the same questions over and over again, just to drill it into her head. Other times he would order her to praise him, to thank him for taking her away from her former life. Thanking him for taking time to train her. What’s more, Hunter also added in some self degradation to this line. That was when she started to stumble again, earning a couple more weights. But soon enough that changed as well. When Hunter ordered her to bark like a bitch in heat she tried her best without missing a beat.

“You are doing well,” said Hunter after some time had passed as he looked her over. Six weights hung from her body, pulling down on her sensitive flesh as she panted. “One last question for the night and, if I like your answer, you shall be rewarded with my dick. Would you like that?”

“Yes Master,” panted Rarity. “This slave would like nothing more than to please you.”

“Excellent,” said Hunter. “Now, tell me honestly slave, how long have you wanted to be a slave? How much have you truly longed to be one?” Rarity’s eyes widened in that. It was as if, for a moment, she had forgotten the pain she was in as she stared at Hunter who only smiled back at her. Just slightly he could see her shaking her head but stopped when Hunter took a single step forward. In that moment, she closed her eyes again and began to speak.

“Always!” she managed to cry out. “Master, you were right! I’ve fantasized about being a slave for a long time. Despite all my attempts to appear high class, there’s not a stitch of clothing that would never hide what I truly am deep inside: a horny bitch. One that has longed for a Master to rein me in, to take control of this slutty body! Every night I played with myself, imagining myself nude on a catwalk following my Master. I’d rub my dirty clit as I imagined all the ways he would humiliate me in front of a crowd of sophisticates looking down on whore that I am. Ordered to squat like the bitch I was, humiliated and loving every second of it. Pleasuring my Master under the grand table, earning myself a hot treat if I did will. Put into a stock and then fucked, my Master granting me the gift of impregnation! I’d cum to the thought of people writing the worst, most degrading things on my body as I laid there all tied up and unable to hide anything from them.”

Hunter paused there for a minute. Rarity’s voice had broken slightly as she spoke, sometimes even gasping as if she were on the cusp of an orgasm just talking about these things. A silly smile appeared on her face, looking up at the ceiling as she spoke. Did she…Did she really dream of those things or were they just something she thought up on the spot for the scene. Hunter then shook his head. Regardless of where these ideas came from, it didn’t matter to him in the end.

“Good girl,” he said, pocketing the rest of the weights before pulling out the remote. “I’d say you went above and beyond what I expected. You have deserved your reward.” With that said, Hunter pushed the button causing the cuffs to move again slowly. Rarity seemed to come back down to earth as she felt herself turning upside down, the movement jostling the weights on her body. Not so quickly that they would cause her immense pain, but just enough so she could feel it.

“But Master,” began Rarity once she was upside down through gritted teeth. Not surprising for as she had been turning the weights on her body had pulled on her sensitive flesh in different ways. The weights on the three segment chain had continued to point downwards, but the changing position had caused them to pull on different parts of her nipples. Not to mention that now her clit was also feeling their weight for the first time. Her legs were shaking, slightly jiggling the twin chains attached to her cunt hole whose weights rested on her hips.

Before Rarity could finish her sentence, Hunter pushed another button of the remote. One that released her legs. He watched as Rarity’s eyes widened in shock and confusion before gravity took control. Her lower body wavered slightly before falling to the ground with Rarity managing to land on her feet. Yet her wrist cuffs were still attached and, thanks to her position, forced her head down now. The sight reminded Hunter of the subs locked in place within the Society Stock, bent over while presenting her ass to him with her head lowered in obedience. The only thing that caused Hunter to worry was the strain this caused on her wrists, which were starting to redden.

“Did you really think I was going to let you go?” asked Hunter as he opened his robe, his rock hard cock ready to go. Not waiting for an answer, his hands took hold for her posterior and rammed him meat inside of her. There was no foreplay, no easing it in. Hunter speared her as deeply as possible as Rarity screamed at the sudden intrusion. Not that he was worried about hurting her too much as her pussy was still somewhat loose. He could feel it trying to wrap around his cock, but it appeared that Rarity was used to something far bigger. Perhaps caused by playing with a mammoth dildo.

This mattered little however as Hunter began to thrust in and out of Rarity. His strokes were powerful and fast, but always at a controlled pace. Over and over he felt his sack slap against her body, hitting the clamps on her pussy. The chains danced about while the weights swung this way and that, their noises nearly covering the sounds of their flesh. Rarity was beyond screaming at this point, only able to let out a nondescript noise as her hands balled into fists. No doubt she was getting an eyeful from her current position, watching helplessly as the clamps bit into her nipples, turning them redder and redder with each passing second.

“Are you happy?” demanded Hunter, slapping Rarity’s ass as hard as he could so that the sound was the only thing they could both hear. “Isn’t this everything you wanted, slave?”

“Yesh Mashter,” came a slurred response from Rarity. “Stank yoush Mashter. Makke mish your bitsh.”

Hunter let out a laugh as he heard this, doubling his effort in the process. His hands were not idle as they moved across her butt in a motion that one might call a rubbing motion. But with each circle he made, his thumbs came closer and closer to her back door. Once they were close enough, Hunter hooked his thumbs into that hole and spread her anal passage as far as he could. Once more he was surprised to find out how easy it was, her back door putting up little resistance as the girl below him cried out. What was Rarity doing in her free time?

His orgasm was approaching quicker than the others. Thinking fast, Hunter pulled out the remote one last time. He pressed a button, releasing her wrists, before tossing the device to the side while he pulled out of her. Rarity almost crumpled to the ground at his feet while Hunter stroked his cock in order not to lose his load but making sure that it wouldn’t be unleashed before he was ready. It was a little awkward to move like this, but Hunter managed as best he could while Rarity slowly raised her head. In a flash Hunter grabbed her hair with his free hand, yanking her up roughly so that her face was in front of his sperm gun.

“Your reward,” was all he said before blasting her face. The first rope hit her upturned nose, coming downward to hit her lips as she looked on with a slightly distant face. Another rope got into her hair followed by another that hit her neck. Hunter would have laughed, for if she had any other colored skin it would have looked like she was wearing a necklace. But no, the bursts of hot cum blended with her skin and only the smearing of her makeup from this and sweat could he tell where his blasts struck.

After his last load had fired, Hunter let go of her hair as he bent downward so that his hand slid behind her back to keep her in a sitting position. With his other hand, he began to undo the clamps and take off the weights, carefully tossing them off to the side as he examined her body. Red marks now marred her milky white skin with some areas looking rather swollen. But, other than that, nothing was bleeding nor did it look like there would be any real lasting damage. So that was a plus.

The last thing Hunter took off was the nose hook, tossing it to the side as well and allowing Rarity to look like her normal self. “Can you stand?” he asked. Her expression was still dazed and appeared to be a little sluggish, but she managed to nod. Slowly, Hunter helped her to her feet before he guided the two of them over to one of the leather chairs. There, he sat down first while opening his robe all the way before pulling the sub down on top of him. Once she was seated in his lap, Hunter pulled the robe over to cover the both of them. Rarity’s cum covered face rolled onto his shoulder, but Hunter didn’t mind. For now he would cuddle with her, making her feel nice and safe before he went to open his next gift.

Author's Note

Well, lets see if I can finish this in time for the holidays