Scoots and Bloomie - A Birthday Pet Playdate

Scootaloo swung her arm one last time as the final chord to yet another song ended. The present from her rarely present parents was already a well used one, and it hadn't even been a week yet! She knew that her Mistress was a little peeved by the constant volume that her pet used, but so long as a command wasn't issued Scootaloo wasn't going to change. Perhaps a spark of rebellion had caught in Scootaloo from Rainbow.

Unlikely, especially since the agreement had only been made yesterday. Yesterday. What a day! Scootaloo wasn't going to forget that day for the rest of her life - unless Rainbow fucked it out of her! She couldn't wait for their next get together; and she'd bet Apple Bloom was of the same mind.

A day of debauchery and an evening of passion had made their bond all the stronger, and Scoots couldn't be happier. Well, maybe she could, but that was up to her Mistress. She smiled to herself, imagining all the fun that they had had and all the fun yet to come.

As the song faded away with her thoughts, the sound of the doorbell ringing caught her attention. She looked over, her heart already calming as she noticed the front curtains were drawn. As always when she was home and not entertaining guests she was naked, and even if she was willing to crawl naked through the streets for her Mistress, she wasn't about to do it on her own without provocation.

"Get the door, Scoots!" Mistress called out from the other room. Scootaloo almost shouted out a reply, but was cut off by Apple Bloom's next call, "Probably Sweetie! If it ain't tell me and I'll sort it out!" Sweetie? Why would that matter? Sure the girl had seen her naked, but was she now part of the list that was allowed to see her naked at home? "Haven't heard the door yet, darlin'!"

Springing into action, Scoots scrambled over to the door and looked out through the peephole. It was Sweetie, and the girl was bent over to have her face fill the hole's view. Odd for sure. Scootaloo shrugged, and opened the door in the confidence that her Mistress knew what she was on about. True, she did hide behind the door when letting Sweetie in, but that was neither here nor there.

As soon as the other girl was in, Scoots quickly closed the door, and gave a sigh of relief, figuring she had gotten away with it. "Hiya, Scoots!" Sweetie chirped behind her. Right, naked in front of a friend, that was still a thing. Scootaloo turned and then... she saw Sweetie.

And then she froze.

"Like the dress, Scoots?" Sweetie asked, grabbing the hem of the skirt she wore while swinging back and forth happily. What she wore was nothing less - or more, considering the circumstances - than a fetishist's dream of a maid's uniform. White on black with lace here and there, barely any cloth there, and over all a marvelously, sexy effect.

Her well developed rack was well supported, and slightly propped up if Scoots was any judge, by the tiny bra that served as her top. The skirt wasn't much more than enough to cover the panties if she walked with the best posture possible; by no means modest in the most wonderful way. Her stiletto heels also likely made the covering of her plush ass quite difficult. She was even wearing the little cap!

"See you met the new maid, Scoots." Apple Bloom said as she entered the room, the only one of them that wasn't in fetish gear. "Be sure to take her coat, pet. Don't want to be rude now." Without thinking, Scoots did just that, taking the large coat that was made for either the people neighborhood watches were after or flashers - which the neighborhood watch might also be after for other reasons.

Scootaloo made her way to the coat closet, hanging up the coat whilst in a state of mild shock. She wasn't sure what she was supposed to be making of this situation - or even if she should. The world wasn't just turned upside down, but had done a somersault and then did a handstand until it had fainted. This was a mess... maybe not a mess, but still confusing.

She didn't dare think about what it meant for Sweetie to be in their house in that outfit. That way laid madness. Then again, she was going to get her answers when she walked back into the room; right? She'd ask Apple Bloom and then everything would be clear. It'd all be sorted out and then it was back to business.

Returning back from the closet, she once again froze. There in the living room was her mistress. More to the point, there was her mistress in the middle of fingering the other friend in their trio of friends while said friend wore a fetishized version of a maid's outfit.

Sweetie's melodic voice raised in those erotic notes... it somehow hit her differently than the other wails she had heard throughout her sexual career. True, that was limited to four distinct persons' moans - her own included - but still. There she was, usually the one that Scootaloo saw as the only pure one of the group, getting fingered in a house not her own by Apple Bloom - a person who she had shown no outward sign of sexual attraction to before that point.

It was delicious.

"Like what you see, pet?" Mistress asked while she continued to finger the maid. Scoots hadn't noticed when her mistress had turned her attention towards the silently observing pet, but now that it was on her she felt hot under the leather collar she had grown to love so much. "On all fours, bitch. Show the new help how you are supposed to behave." Mistress commanded.

Her body, responding to the order before her mind could tell that it had received one, fell down and began to crawl over without ceremony. None was needed, after all, she was just a pet.

"Good puppy." Mistress cooed. "You might remember this lady from the other night." She continued, still playing Sweetie the maid like a fiddle. "Well, after some discussions between the two of us, I decided to take her on as a maid. You leave quite the mess, and I can't be with you all the time."

Scoots' heart quickened, and in that moment, she felt as if she could fly! Another member for the fun? She couldn't believe it! She'd have someone else who could also play with her mistress and her! Better yet, it was someone she already liked! Someone, Scoots thought, she could learn to like even more.

"She'll help clean up around the place and take care of you, Scoots. 'Specially with yuh about to get pregnant." Mistress went on, still toying with Sweetie through the girl's panties - effectively cutting off the many questions that Scoots could see flashing behind those lust-hazed eyes. "She's new to all this and might need some lessons - which I'll be giving as best I'm able." Mistress flashed a grin at that. Scoots suppressed a shiver, realizing that now Mistress was taking what the two of them had figured out and applying it to another. It... it was all too much.

Mistress, returning her attentions to the maid, planted a kiss on the girl's neck - gaining a moan from the girl. Parting from the supple neck flesh, Mistress had a wonderfully wicked smile on her lips - the kind that spoke of fun to be had. Scoots hesitantly moved forward, edging closer to the lurid display.

"Now, Maid of mine, why not tell mah bitch why yer here; hm?" Mistress teased, her free hand groping one of Sweetie's plump tits through the maid uniform. Sweetie writhed in pleasure against Mistress, moaning her ecstasy freely.

"I w-w-want to learn!" Sweetie moaned out through her gritted teeth. Mistress smiled at that, pressing harder with her teasing. "I want to be a g-g-good s-s-s-slut!" Mistress chuckled at that before tsking at the lewd maid jokingly.

"Nah, yer here to get shown how tah be a good maid. Yer already a good slut, jus' like mah bitch." Mistress said, her accent slipping deeper as she pushed her maid higher and higher. "Yer like mah bitch in more ways than that, too. Yer a sub without a dom, and as such needin' some'un to look after yuh. That some'un, fer now, will be me."

Mistress looked down to her pet, smirking as she went on. "Sweetie's gonna be with us for some time. Least until she finds her special somebody. So long as she's here she'll have power over you, just like me; and trust you me that if I hear you don't her obey everything she says..." Mistress let the threat hang, but all Scoots could see was the prize. A second mistress? Somebody else to give her orders? Pinkie and Rainbow were already so much - even if Rainbow's orders were all nonverbal - , but now she had Sweetie the Maid too?

"I'll make sure she is-s w-w-well beh-h-haved!" Sweetie managed through her climbing pleasure. "W-w-we'll be s-s-s-sure to h-h-have lots of fun-n-n-n-OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH!" Her first orgasm in the house! Without an order and without hesitation, Scoots dove forward, nestling her face into her friend's panties. She absorbed the scent, licked up the leaking juices, and let that first orgasm wash over her as much as it washed over Sweetie Belle.

"Glad you enjoyed yer first ride, Sweets." Mistress cooed, her hands roaming over her maid's body. "Now how's about we train yuh in how tah be a maid outta uniform?" Sweetie colored deeply, but nodded all the same.

Scoots was all smiles, and would be for some time.

~ÞE END~