The Band of Loyalty

Slowly, Rainbow opened her eyes. She was standing on the starting platform, the crowds chanting her name, and Lightning Dust in front of her, panting with her face switching from incredulity to disappointment to anger. The emcee was announcing once again that against all odds, Rainbow Dash had come out victorious.

She was sure she'd have woken up in the hospital after that collision. Looking up at the replay, she saw what had happened. As she'd brought up her hooves to shield herself, King had taken over, increasing her speed and smashing through the wall in front of her. That kind of impact, she was sure could shatter her skull, but reaching up to check, there was hardly any damage. Not even a scratch. What's more, the bruises on her arm were gone, a few of her cuts were healed, though the more visible damage was left alone for the crowd to ogle.

Rainbow smiled down at Lightning Dust. "Room 713. Wear something sexy." She handed Lightning a card for the hotel she was staying at. "See you in an hour."

Rainbow walked off the track, waving to her newfound fans, soaking up the attention. A crowd of ponies chanting her name wasn't hurting anypony, and was exactly the kind of thing Rainbow was willing to give to King. She smiled as she walked down the hall, back toward the locker room. As she stepped in, she locked the door and pulled off her jumpsuit. It was torn beyond repair; she would need a new one. As she stuffed it in her bag, she looked down at her body. As expected, King had finished healing her.

She walked to the back of the room and turned on the shower. As the water flowed down her body and washed away a layer of sweat, she let out her breath. "Thanks for the help, King."

"Anytime," smiled King. "I can't let you fail, can I? If you're out of the Wonderbolts, I lose my food source. There's no glory in being a towel bitch."

"No glory, indeed," chuckled Rainbow. "Though, I do hope Lightning's team can function without her. She's not staying here. She's coming with us back to Ponyville to take on a more respectable job. Weather pony would be a good fit for her, I think."

"Let's not forget her other job, servicing her King."

Rainbow chuckled nervously. "Honestly, while I'm not proud of this, it would be nice to see her put in her place. At least for a little while. I'm not particularly sad to see her go."

She finished her shower, dressed up, and left the locker room, only to find herself surrounded by fans. She smiled, waved, and occasionally signed autograph books. She also made a few statements shilling for the Wonderbolts. She was, after all, a member of their team.

Rainbow heard a knock at her door. It was almost midnight now, later than she had been expecting Lightning to appear, and long after she'd told her to arrive. She opened the door, and had to stifle her laughter. Lightning was dressed as a common tart, wearing a red leather corset and a miniskirt to match. She looked very angry. "Don't you say a word," she growled, pushing past her.

Rainbow let out a chuckle as she closed the door. "Picked up a few stallions on the way in with that outfit? You sure took long enough."

Lightning scowled at Rainbow. "Hurry up, so I can be done with this. You wanted one sexual favour, and that's all I'm going to give. So, what'll it be? Are you going to piss on my face or shit in my mouth?"

Rainbow narrowed her eyes. "No. That's not at all what I was going to do. You have some really nasty kinks, Dust."

"No, I wasn't suggest--"

"What I'm going to have you do is much easier. Judging by how your track looked at the end, you like easy, so this should be no problem."

Lightning took a deep breath. "Fine. What would you have me do?"

Rainbow unzipped her pants and pulled out her cock. "Just a simple, easy blowjob."

Lightning's eyes darted back and forth between Rainbow's face and cock. "You can't be serious."

Rainbow nodded. "I'm as serious as a heart attack. You lost the race, now you have to settle your debt."

"Please don't mention debt," groaned Lightning, falling to her knees. "I just almost bankrupted the Washouts with your little stunt."

Rainbow furrowed her brow. "That's not my fault. You should have made back plenty of money from ticket sales alone; that event was beyond being sold out, and I only broke one of your batons."

Lightning took Rainbow's cock in her hands. "We made a lot of inside bets that you'd lose, and then rigged the game so you would. I thought that was obvious."

"Again, not my fault. I didn't make your decisions for you."

Lightning had no more to say. She was at the lowest point she'd ever been, and it was entirely her fault. She'd been kicked out of the Washouts for this, and now she had to give away her body. Six hours ago, she was so confident that everything would be fine, and they'd have a huge payout, and now she had nothing.

Lightning took Rainbow's cock in her mouth and started sucking. It would be best if she could hurry this along, as she had to find somewhere to sleep tonight, and she had to start looking right away for a new job. She didn't want to admit it to herself, but this sort of work at least paid decently. To be honest, if she could find clients that tasted like Rainbow, that may not have been so bad. At least she was clean.

A few minutes went by, and Rainbow was unimpressed. Lightning Dust wasn't very good at this. "You're sure taking your time. What, do you like the flavour of cock that much?"

Lightning wrapped her fist around Rainbow's shaft and gave it a hard squeeze as she scowled up at her. It was demeaning to have lost, and even more so that she had to perform such an act, but to add insult to injury by telling her that she was bad at sucking dick? That was too much. Lightning redoubled her efforts, jerking it off as best she could manage.

Finally, Rainbow was nearing her climax. she felt the pressure building up in her balls, and as she peaked over the top, she grabbed Lightning by the mane and forced her head down, spraying her load right down her throat. As Lightning looked up, she smiled.

"How else may I serve you, my King?"