Captive

You’re slowly coming to your senses but you’re still keeping your eyes closed for a while. It’s so comfy you don’t really plan on getting up anytime yet. The air smells of something sweet, there’s a nice clean blanket over your body and your pillow feels so silky today.

...You’ve had a really weird dream about Earth getting invaded by colorful horses and you got sold to slavery. Thank God it wasn’t real.

Eventually, you reach your hand to have a feel of that warm pillow but when your palm touches it’s surface-

Wait… That’s no pillow.

And this isn’t your house. Not even the Golbeaks cage. The nightmare is true, the comfy pillow is-.. the thigh of the colorful pegasus from yesterday…”

‘Shit shit shit.’ you yank and pull yourself away, just when you can hear her yawning ‘How the fuck this all even happened?”

But even more of yesterday’s events are now coming back to you… Even the point at which you pretty much broke yourself into submitting to her. She thinks you’re her little pet now and she-... She actually stayed on the couch with you the whole night. ...She didn't even move to her bed, so she wouldn't wake you up.

“...Hey." your mistress sleepily squints her big magenta eyes at you.

But you have no idea how to react or how you should even feel. Should you keep disdain or…?

"Um, goodmorning..." you reply somewhat politely, instantly withdrawing into a safe distance.

...On the other hand, you can profit from this situation. You've gained some of her trust and once she trusts you enough to let her guard down completely… Then will be your chance to flee. Not sure when, but it’ll surely come.

"...So, did you like the book?" your mistress asks after a short, silent pause.

"Um, yeah. Very."

"You were out cold before we reached the half though." she grins, friskily piercing you with her gaze.

You hate that look for some reason, it’s making you feel “small” in front of her. ...So you look away:

"I'm sorry, I was-"

"Veeeery exhausted. I saw that. Crying this hard takes a toll."

"...What?"

"The walls here aren't as thick as you might think and you left the door half opened." she chuckles, reaching her hoof to you "It's okay though, you'll be alright. Come here."

You aren’t sure what exactly she wants to do with you but you aren’t going. She isn't your friend.

"....Alright then, maybe later." the mare folds the appendage again when she sees you won’t exactly hurry into her embrace "...You know, I kinda like that about you though."

"What do you mean?"

"That you aren't pre-tamed."

"So that you can break me yourself?"

"Break?.. Come on." she laughs giving you a coquettish grin while standing up.

And as she walks around you, her tail purposely tickles your face "I'll just teach you a little discipline. You might even learn to like it...~"

And she's gone from the room, disappearing behind the corner… Soon you can hear her brushing her teeth. ...You really can hear pretty much everything in this house.

"Huh..."

What now?

Your eyes eventually slide on the book from yesterday, so you pick it up. With a bit of hesitation, you open it at the chapter you last remember. There's only two pages to its end...

It's not like you have anything better to do...

....

About the time you've put the book away, your mistress is back, her face still wet from the water she splashed onto herself to start out the morning as fresh as it can be.

"Hey Anon, show me your chompers again."

"Why?"

"Just show them to me."

"Can't you tell me why?"

"I want to see. Come on, open your mouth." she steps closer with an almost harmless sounding giggle.

And after a few seconds of a stare contest, you cautiously reveal your teeth.

"...So you've got some canines after all huh? I wasn't sure, they're pretty small. Can you eat raw meat?" her hoof adjusts the angle of your mouth so that she can see better.

"No...."

"I thought so, so you’re not a carnivore... But it's still pretty cool. But uh,.. that stench. Remind me to buy you a toothbrush when we go to Ponyville."

"We're going to Ponyville?

"I just need to take care of a few things right now, but I'll be back in a few hours and I'll take you for a walk down there in the afternoon. I promised to get you some clothing, didn't I?" she playfully pulls on your improvised toga, sliding it down from your shoulders.Needles to say, you catch it as soon as you can before it slides any lower.

And she's walking away, waving her tail from side, synchronized with her hips with almost overdone gracefulness.

You can vividly imagine her smug expression she must be donning right now. She knows about your fear or being exposed while she isn't afraid at all of flashing her own thing.

You hate her so much right now...

"........Oh by the way!" the head full of colorful hair sticks out from the doorframe, just when you thought she was gone already "You can help yourself with whatever food you find, aaaand if you get bored around here, feel free to do some cleaning around the house! There are extra good boy points for that...~"

"As if I care about any points..." you grumble once she's gone for real this time.

About the food, you aren't really hungry right now either. Back at Shekelbeak’s, you only had two bland meals a day and none of them was in the morning.

...But the fact you're alone is pretty amazing. You can scheme, get to know the house so you can sneak around later,.. and try punching through that cloud wall. That's the first thing you're going to try, because you're way too curious about it.

That would be, at some spot she wouldn't notice that’s broken.

This is how a bored dog must feel…

Eventually, you pick some wall behind a door. You prepare your fist and-!

...It pretty much bounced right back off

Man this would need a lot more strength to go through, this cloud is thicker than those outside… Or is it the spell?

All of this is damn strange… But digging your fingers in might work...

Nah, that doesn't work either.

You can at max push them in it but not completely through to tear away a piece of the cloudwall. You could grab onto it though… maybe you should try sticking your dick in the wall too?

Jesus no… or maybe some other time.

But wait... that means you can climb down even the high windows, you can grab onto the wall! Why didn't you think of it sooner? But upon opening a window and looking around...

What the fuck.

The cloud bridge you had to cross to get here yesterday, the one connecting this house with a rest of the cloud city, as well as the balloon platform,.. it's gone. She must have disposed of it.

"DAMN YOU!" your fists bang into the windowsill.

But the fresh air and sun's warm, kind, embrace that feels so close to you, is slowly calming you back down.

Okay, maybe this star isn't that much different from your old Sun… And, as much as you hate to say it, your prison has the best view a man could ask for.

The cloud city, so high up in the sky that you can visibly see the globe underneath curving, is really something.

...There really are worse fates than yours right now. If it'll be like this everyday, you'll have plenty of time for yourself too. Which is good for starters. Can’t say how long it will take to make an escape plan, but if you survived those months at a slave market, this will be a walk in the park. ...As far as the material comfort goes. But your new mistress seems to be somehow worse than the old bird, you were never scared of him.

Can't always say the same about her though, not just because of the shock collar but because she is fucking crazy in the head. The way she's acting around you, it feels as if she was to rape you any minute, God,...

.....

You fuck around the house a little longer, staring out the window and trying to keep yourself somehow entertained. In your cage, you used to sleep or daydream a lot, but now that you're properly fed and slept more than enough without getting uninterrupted, you have plenty of energy to actually do stuff. You just don't know what to do.

If you could, you’d sit down and try to draw something, haven't done that in such a long time….If you had a pen and paper, that is.

Ha! an objective!

It took you only about 5 minutes to find them in one of the table drawers in her room. Now you're sitting by the very same table, ready to draw… What to draw though..?

An image of the rainbow mare instantly clicks through your mind...

Certainly not her.

How about your hand, for instance?

Aah, good idea, never hurts to practice human anatomy

And-!

It sucks...

You're a little tired of drawing anyway, maybe some other time

...

...Man you're bored

This house, as luxurious as it seems, is a real mess though. If she can afford living in such a place, she should at least take good care of it. Tidy it up every once in a while…

You could kill some time with it but... that would mean she won.

Though, it's your own new cage as well. It’s you who has to live here with her and you really hate having the blue fur sticking on your feet anywhere you go. You could at least vacuum it here if nothing else, just for the sake of doing something. If there even is a vacuum cleaner. It doesn’t really seem as if the pegasus even knows what it is.

But you decide to look for it anyway and after a few minutes of searching,...

There it is… In the most unlikely place of all.

It was stuffed under the bed, along with a few more various items that probably haven’t seen the light of day for quite a while: Some paper bags, a plush that looks exactly like the owner of the house for some weird reason, a plate with moldy leftovers, a sky blue dildo without batteries, a laser pointer with batteries, a brand new hairbrush, a horseshoe (which you’ve never actually seen any of the ponies ever wear), a broken glass and an empty bottle of wine. Two of them actually.

You know this pony for less than two days but you aren’t that surprised.

Finally having that vacuum cleaner in your hand, your inner sense of tidiness and boredom won’t allow you to let this just be. You don’t have to be a perfectionist to know that nothing about the state of this house is okay.

So you start with disposing of the moldy food, the broken and empty glass, putting the random stuff in the empty drawers, vacuuming all the floors from the blue fur, colorful hair and pieces of food…

Doesn't she ever clean here?

Looks like this house hasn't been taken care of for at least a month or more. You could go on and on but you don’t wanna overdo it.

I’ll just dust these off and then I’ll-

"Anoooon, I'm hoome. Ready for your walk?!" you suddenly hear a raspy voice behind you.

You freeze, turning around to see the rainbow mare standing in the doorframe.

"Oh you've actually listened! Somecreature is gonna earn a treat here.~" she grins.

"I just couldn't stand all this mess here, don't you ever clean around here?" you drop the cloth in your hand.

"A tidy one, are you huh? How lucky I am. ‘Cause you're right, I don't ever clean here." your mistress chuckles "I always had to call somepony to do it for me once a month. But now that I have you..."

"Forget it."

"Oh, I probably will, my memory can get pretty short sometimes. But something tells me you won't forget and you'll keep it tidy here like a good and clean boy you are." she soars closer to pat your head and rustle through your hair.

"As if..."

"And it's soo adorable to see you frown like that~." her hooves clop on the ground next to you "But now it's time to go"

You didn't even notice she clipped a leash to your collar just a second ago and she's pulling you through the door.

Fucking dammit.

Outside the house, she has already fixed the bridge on her way back, probably from some clouds flying around and you're being escorted towards the balloon again.

You didn't meet any ponies yesterday or you just weren't paying attention but those few you've noticed today on your way to your transport were all giving you strange looks. Some seem scared, some surprised, some amused, others just curious.

But it’s obvious that locals don't exactly see a human everyday. It’s making you wonder how many you’ll see down in the village, if any. On the other hand, you’re soon about to find out because you're almost back on the ground.

...

"This way Anon!" your mistress is pulling you some direction as soon as you're out of the basket. Straight towards a round, tall house with a sign "Rarity's Boutique"

"What's this place?"

"Well you might have noticed there aren't too many humans around yet, so there won't be any human accessory shop either. Buuut, I've got a good friend here that'll make some custom clothing for you, from a scratch!. ....Hey Rarity!"

"Oh Rainbow Dash, darling! What brings you to- oh my, what in the world is that?! Is that a real human?" a mare that looks like she’s made of marshmallows with a purple mane on her head widens her eyes at the sight of you.

"Yup! This is Anon. - Say hello." your mistress nudges your thigh."Um, hello..."

"I bought him yesterday on my trip with Fluttershy. Isn't he pretty cool?"

"I'm not sure "cool" would be the right term dear... Aren't you a little scared of him?"

"Him? Nah, he's tame as a sheep. Aren't you, boy?" your mistress smirks at you.

To her gesture, you return an angry frown which makes her shiteating grin grow even wider.

"Anyway, he's the reason I'm here because I forgot to buy him any clothes at the bazaar. I had no idea he’d be scared to death of walking around without any. ...Do you think you could sew up something quick for him?"

"Of course I could! I never before have I designed clothing for a creature such as this! Walk him here on the piedestal here and I'll take some length proportions of his body."

"Heard that? She's gonna make you something nice." the blue mare chuckles, pushing you with her wing towards the center of the room.

You stand where you're told to, waiting for the white mare to get her stuff.

"I'm gonna need that robe off darling, I can't really measure anything over that. Could you take that off for me?"

Can't tell for sure whether she was talking to you or your colorful mistress behind you. But in the corner of your eye, you can see Rainbow Dash making a step closer, about to slide the sheet down, so you stop her.

"...I'll do it myself."

You don't wanna give her the pleasure of taking away your choice again.

With one hand, you untie where it holds together and gravity pulls the whole thing down, letting you stand there completely naked again, only covering your crotch with your hands. ...Hoping that anypony else won't enter the shop now.

"Oh my, these are rather interesting proportions. And no loose skin, you could trace every muscle underneath it!" the marshmallow pony is walking around, a bit like your owner yesterday.

It's not like you have a lot of muscles to begin with after your captivity but you aren't just skin and bones.

"I know right? Interesting things, those humans."

"They surely are..." Rarity uses her horn to levitate a sewing meter next to your legs "But I'm gonna need him to stand straight and raise his upper limbs."

Knowing you’re listening to their conversation, your mistress gives you merely a look, waving her eyebrows, telling you to do so.

"Is that really necessary?"

"I'm afraid so." replies the unicorn.

So you very hesitantly uncover your crotch to make a T pose, while Rarity's taking the measures of your arms and back from behind. Rainbow is standing in front you, knowing well how uncomfortable she's making you with the way her eyes run all around your body. But of course, it's not stopping her from doing so. Just like yesterday, you close your eyes, imagining you're somewhere else.

In the meanwhile, you can hear the two ponies walking around, occasionally whispering something indistinct, scribbling notes and giggling a few times as well.

And then finally...

"That would be it! I'm done here. What kind of clothing do you want for him? What should it look like?"

"Hmm, I dunno, to be honest. Probably nothing too fashy, just something for everyday use... What do you people usually wear, Anon."

"A shirt and some trousers. Or jeans.. A jacket or hoodie if it's cold. Anything goes as long as it's comfy enough to move freely."

The white mare sees you eyeing down on your robe and longing to have it finally back, so she levitates it into your hand. It felt almost surprisingly thoughtful...

"I'll see what I can do.” she smiles ”Come back tomorrow or you can check in here on your way back, I might have something ready already.”

"Thanks Rarity! I knew I could count on ya! ..What do we say Anon?"

"Thank you, Miss Rarity..." you gently bow.

"Aww, no troubles." the white mare blushes "It's my job after all..."

Funny, so far every other mare seems to be more bearable than the one who bought you. You really might just be the bad luck Brian.

...

After saying goodbye, your mistress is pulling you outside again and you're headed towards a market in the center of the Ponyville.

The closer you’re getting, the more weird looks you’re receiving from local ponies walking around. Not a single human anywhere in sight though. Back at the bazaar, it was somewhat normal to see the ponies with humans on a leash but obviously not here.

"MAMA! What is that strange animal?" some foal points his hoof at you.

"It's one of those humans sweetie. Just like on Sweet apple acres. Don't go too close to him, they might be dangerous..." his mother replies.

...Here you're a sight show. And you aren't exactly enjoying it.

...

"Now, what do we need next?" the rainbow pegasus that's pulling your leash, stops in the middle of the market.

"....You said something about a toothbrush."

"Oh yeah! That's true, wouldn't want those little canines of yours to rot away." she laughs, giving you a good view of her own, pearl white teeth "But we'll have to go to Colgate's for that. What do we need on the market?"

"I dunno.."

"Hmm, you ain't much help... I know! I wanted to buy you something to cook with! Can't wait to have something homemade for a change, if you weren't lying about your skills."

"I wasn't." you frown, a little offended.

"We'll see about that." the mare friskily slaps you from behind "Now, what kind of things you'll need?"

"Depends on what you already have..."

"Like,.. salt and pepper. Yeah and milk and some veggies."

"Not even a frying oil?"

"Nope, the last time I tried frying something, I almost burned my kitchen down. Never more."

That actually makes you snicker out loud in front of her, imagining her panicking and messing up something so trivial. You've expected either a shock from the collar or getting punched in the thigh for that, but instead she merely chuckles, coyly playing with the rock under her hoof:

"Yeah, I know... So what do you need?"

"Well, first of all, some spices. I don't like cooking from salt alone."

"This way then."

She leads you to a stand with all kinds of colorful food spicing, packed in opened crates for customers to scoop into small pouches. Dried herbs, seeds, powdered veggies... all kinds of stuff.

The quiet salespony seemed as if he was praying that you won’t come to his stand yet, here you are.

"Hey there." your mistress salutes, ignoring the ponys discomfort, nudging you in front of her "Well pick what you need Anon. And don't worry about the bits."

Okay, now this is actually something you don't mind doing.

For starters, you prepare 4 pouches, filling them about 1/5 with salt and then start adding actual spices to the mixture. A lot of these things you have no idea what they actually are but you can tell from the way they smell, which might go well together. If not from their smell, then a little taste from the tip of your finger helps.

And after a few minutes, you've got one spicy mixture, one sweeter, one exoticaly aromatic and one hodgepodge of everything you found interesting. Can’t tell how will the last one taste but you made that one just for giggles.

"Hey, that looked pretty professional just now." Rainbow Dash chuckles after paying, stuffing the pouches into her saddlebags "What else do you need?"

"...Meat."

"Ha, good one." she grins in amusement.

"Well, what CAN I cook here out of? What do you even eat?"

"Anything that isn't meat. Ever heard of veggies, cheese, flowers..."

"Flowers?"

"Never ate a flower before? You should try it, it's quite delicious. Oh wait! I know! Can you make fried elderflowers with potato mash?!"

"Fried flowers?!"

Gordon Ramsay would be rolling in his grave. ...Unless he's alive, frying flowers somewhere right now.

"Yes, they taste amazing! I know where some eldertrees bloom right now. Wait here!"

Before you know it, she pinned her end of the leash to a nearby building, flying away so fast it left a faint rainbow trail behind her.

Oh, alright… definitely couldn't outrun that.

On the other hand, now is a perfect chance to escape. There might be ponies everywhere but you're sure as hell gonna try. Can’t tell how many chances like this you’ll get.

So you grab the leash, attempting to untie it… but shit, there's some mechanism on it, requiring a four digit password, just like on the collar. You’re starting to feel like all this equipment might have cost more than you did.

In the meanwhile of your struggling with the leash, you didn't even notice you're getting surrounded by three young stallions, two earth ponies and one pegasus. They’re probably not fully adult but definitely old enough to know how to kick.

"Oh hey fellas, a human." the first one grins "How do you like the leash huh?"

"My dad lost his right hoof in the war with you! Your kind is the worst!"

"How about we teach him a little lesson guys?" the pegasus colt harshly pushes you on the wall you're tied to.

But you swiftly push him back away, taking a defensive stance "Oh yeah?! Bring it you fuckers, we'll see about who's gonna teach who a lesson!"

It's not like you actually have a chance against all three of them but you'll fight to your last breath.

"Get that rude bastard!" one of them attacks you, rearing up to bury his hoof in your face.

Though, he's not even close to being as fast as your mistress so you easily parry the strike and punch him in his chest, sending him down on his back.

Right after that, the other two attack you from both sides, one kicking you in your thigh, the other in your belly.

The only thing that hurts more than a horse kick are two horse kicks.

By the time you’re laying on the ground in pain, the one you've sent down before is already joining them and you're about to be stomped to death from all sides...

When suddenly:

"WHAT DO YOU BRATS THINK YOU'RE DOING?!!!!!" the furious voice of your mistress makes them freeze before each of them even gets to land a good kick on you.

"W-we-..we just-"

"YOU JUST WHAT?! HUH?!" she barks, walking towards them upon landing, wings still spread open to make herself look bigger.

Despite she's actually smaller than any of the pubescents, she's still somehow more frightening than all three of them.

"H-he's a human and-" they’re all backing away.

"So you three cowards thought you could pick on him huh?!! WELL IF YOU EVER EVEN LAY YOUR HOOF ON MY HUMAN AGAIN, YOU'RE GONNA REGRET IT, UNDERSTAND THAT?!!!"

"Y-yes ma'am."

"We're sorry!"

"YOU BETTER BE!! COWARDS!!!!" the mare keeps yelling at them in anger, even after they already scattered away.

Her loud assertivity of dominance also attracted attention of all nearby ponies to stop and stare at what’s the ruckus all about. ...But as soon as she glances their way, they all carry on, acting as if nothing happened.

Only then she finally turns your direction as well and you’re wishing you could just run away like the others because you’re surely next. Never thought a harmless looking creature like her could be so fearsome.

"...Are you okay Anon? Did they hurt you bad?" her expression as well as her voice suddenly softens, making her appear like the most caring protector under the Equestrian sun.

...She really seemed as if she would have killed them just a while ago, is she freaking bipolar?

Can’t tell if you should be grateful to her for saving you or if you should be scared shitless to be around her. You're a bit of both.

"I uh, no, just a little bruise,... t-thank you mistress."

"Aww, that's nothing Nonny~." she simpers while helping you up, her ego visibly flattered by your momentary respect towards her.

The next second, she's back to her usual self:

"Anyway, I brought the flowers. What else do you need?..."

…

Walking through the market, your mistress is helping you find all the things you said you need to make the food she requested. Flour, eggs, breadcrumbs, potatoes, butter and some parsley leaves as a decoration.

Physically you’re with her but in your head you can’t exactly stop thinking about what just happened. Was she this defensive of her property or was it because of you,.. as a person? ...What would she do if she caught you sneaking away? Maybe the three stallions just saved your life.

As if the situation wasn't bad enough already...

"I guess this is everything..." you put the last item in the saddlebags on your back.

When they got a little heavy, you were ordered to take them because: "That's what you're here for." ...And you didn’t exactly argue with that. Didn’t even reply anything cheeky.

"...Alright, we can leave the things in the balloon in the meanwhile. Give it here." your mistress now takes the bags again, about to fly them to the platform you landed at.

"And don't pick any fights this time, okay?" she grins, smugly patting your head after leashing you to something again

"I didn't-"

But she's gone already.

And the next minute she's back. "Alright, let's go!"

"And um, where are we going? This Colgate is like a dentist or...."

"We're not heading there yet. First, the barber, then the teeth. Gotta have you look nice for me~."

You aren't really protesting about this either, you’ll be almost glad to have something done about your look. It’s just that you don’t wanna look nice to her but to yourself.

Nonetheless, soon you’re finding yourself at the door of a barber salon, where you're being pushed into first. The doors themselves are actually kinda small for you, so you have to lower your head to enter. The ceiling is high enough for some reason

"Oh no, holy molly!" the barber pony with short, styled mane backs away upon your entrance

Only then he notices your mistress with a safety leash and exhales a relieved sigh: "...Pardon me, what can I do for you?"

"Hey, could you fix my humans look a little? Remove the beard, do something with his mane..? Something to make him not look like he's straight from the cage."

Oh yeah, the robe being now dirty from your encounter is almost making you look that way once again.

"But of course! ...Can you stay nearby though, just in case."

"You bet. I want to see what you're doing in the process." the rainbow mare chuckles leading you to a seat.

It's pony sized of course but your butt fits there easily, a typical pony rump is pretty wide. Only the backrest is really small for you. The barber pony has to stand on his rear to see your head better but since he's a unicorn he doesn't need to reach his hooves as well.

"Do you have anything specific in mind? Like a certain style..?"

"I dunno, start with cutting the beard and we'll see."

"Don't I have a word in this as well?" you glance at them.

"No, silly.~" your mistress pats your head yet again, returning to her discussion with the barber about how to shape your hair.

Soon you're shed of all the pubic hair on your face, leaving you just a little patch above your chin and a goatee. Now comes your hair…

...You don't really care about what they’re doing with you at this point.

"Do you want me to shorten his mane or keep it long?" the barber pony eyes at your mistress.

"Hmm, let me see." she's soaring around, watching you from all the angles, even taking your hair into her hooves to feel and even try pulling on it ".....You know what? Keep it long, I like it."

Now you kinda wish he'd cut it short so that she can't ever pull on it again. But you don't exactly have a word in this, so you close your eyes and daydream while the barber is merely trimming the hair to make it look more maintained.

...

"Ta dah! What do you think?" he eventually exhales, proud about his work.

"I think it's pretty cool!.. Anon open your eyes, look at yourself!"

Hmm?

Your dream about driving a pristine white Lamborghini Countach on an empty highway is slipping away as you're presented with your new look in the mirror… It’s not exactly your style of choice. But it was way worse before.

"Do you like it?" your mistress asks eagerly.

"It's.. okay."

"Cool! Just one more stop and we're going home."

The last stop would be the mentioned Colgate's, the dentist office.

You may be in your 20' but you can't say you ever really got over your fear of dentists. Even worse, when she's a pony. Can’t ever trust ponies.

...

"Hello there!"

"Oh, Rainbow Dash, isn't it a little too soon for your- oh my,.. is that a human with you?"

You're already getting a little tired of their repeating reactions.

"Yup, this is Anon, say hello." your mistress nudges you with her wing as always when she wants you to go forward or say something.

"Hey.."

"I initially wanted just a toothbrush for him but could you just quickly check his teeth as well? I heard they live a long time so I want to keep his teeth in good shape."

"Um, of course!.. He won't bite me, though...? I hope." the blue unicorn with mane that looks like a toothpaste, smiles worriedly.

"Not when I'm around." Rainbow Dash chuckles "Come, sit over here Anon."

It's pretty much the same drill as with the barbershop as far as the seats go. Except you're a lot more worried to sit in this one.

"....He looks a little nervous, is he okay?"

"Of course I'm nervous! You aren’t going to pull any of my teeth,.. right?" you eye on the mare called “Colgate”.

"That depends a lot on the shape they're in... But I just need to check first."

"Open up Anon." your mistress on your right side chuckles, softly pulling your lower jaw down.

She really must be enjoying every command she can make you do. ...Right now though, you're too stressed to think about your hurt ego.

You know from Earth that this is a necessary evil and it has to be done. You should probably be even grateful that your teeth are even cared about. … But you're still scared shitless.

...

"....They look all healthy." says the unicorn to your relief after inspecting the inside of your mouth for a minute or two.

"Hah, see? Nothing to worry about." Rainbow Dash punches your shoulder.

"Except this molar on the right...."

Oh no...

"Hhhghg!" you're trying to say something over her tools, still in your mouth.

"There's a little rot but it's still in the onset. It can be drilled away."

"Drfill?!"

"Oh, poor guy... I heard humans were pretty fearsome and mean… But this one...." the dentist that’s no longer scared of you doesn’t finish her sentence.

And you're already sweating in terror, once you see the little drill, hovering with yellow magic around your face.

"Lay still please, it'll be just a minute."

But the most terrible minute.

When the drilling sound actually starts, you tightly shut your eyes and clench fists. And then it comes. The worst feeling ever.

You'd rather be stomped to death by those three idiots than having to go through this, without yanking away.

...

Just when you thought you can't take it anymore,.. it stops.

You open your eyes to see the mare changing the drill for a bigger one

Fffuck no...

You're about to clench your fist again when you feel something holding your hand so you tightly wrap your fingers around it, preparing for another wave. In between the drillings, you eye down what or who is it.

...You kind of suspected it, that you're holding the hoof your mistress. Almost squishing it, that would be. But in a situation like this, you're almost grateful that she's there with you. Suddenly it feels a bit more bearable.

When you look up, your eyes meet for a split second, before the drilling starts again and you shut your eyelids again.

In that split second,.. you expected to see her smug aura as usual. But not this time.

...There was a real compassion, so unlike her.

And you aren't letting go until the unicorn announces:

"It's done! Now I'll just fill the hole but it won't hurt anymore, don't worry..." she smiles, then turns to your owner "He shouldn't be eating anything for a few hours but it'll be fine soon."

Oh my God, finally it's over.

What a relief...

This is where you finally stand up straight and let go of the blue hoof, pretending it never happened.

When it's all finished, paid, and you're on your way out, your mistress nudges your thigh with her side.

"You know,... I'm really scared of dentists too, but it has to be done. It's a necessary evil."

"I know... But I still hate it."

"Good to hear there's one thing we might have in common." she smiles so nicely it almost makes you question if they didn’t switch the mare for a different one while you weren’t looking.

...But once she sees you staring at her, she quickly dons her trademark grin:

"But you're okay now." you're being slapped from behind with her wing yet again "And this was the last stop, so we're going home..."

Soon you're back at the platform, with your rented balloon still there, as well as the things. It’s surprising that no one stole them, laying there in the basket just like that. Pretty sure it would be long gone, back on Earth...

"Damn, I knew I forgot about something." your mistress stops in front of it.

"....What was it?"

"I was gonna get you something to prevent you from falling through clouds..."

"Wasn't yesterday's spell enough?"

"It isn't permanent. You'll need a real enchanted item... Buuut, we can get that tomorrow, I'm starving!" she pushes you towards the basket with a grin on her face.

Soon you're ascending towards the cloud house again and this time you're a lot calmer compared to yesterday, allowing you to enjoy the scenery more.

...If only your mistress didn't want to stay in the basket with you this time. That would be even better.

"Pretty cool view huh?" she interrupts your moment.

"Um, yeah. Astonishing."

"So,.. and is it better?"

"What?"

"Your fear of heights. You said you were scared of those too."

"Yeah, it's better..."

"Glad to hear......" the mare rests her front hooves over the basket's edge, right next to you.

And when a small cloud, that was shielding the sun away past three minutes, passes on, a gold, warm ray shines your direction. It makes your mistress softly close her eyes, absorbing the light with a little smile on her face.

...It feels a little weird, how she's progressively leaning her body closer to yours for some reason. Almost as if she was somewhat nonsexualy forcing herself onto you.

But you're afraid of pushing her away so you just ignore it and let her have her way while you’re blankly piercing the land underneath with your gaze.

You’re too nervous to enjoy it though, so your eyes eventually land on your hands. Then the basket. And finally, back to the source of your stress: The pegasus called Rainbow Dash.

"..."

...If these ponies weren't known for ending your civilisation and you weren't a slave to one,.. they'd actually be kinda cute.

...In a way, like dogs or cats. Certainly not cute in an appealing "cute" kind of way.

But cute nonetheless.

“....”

It's such a shame it all had to end up like this...

"..."

As if she felt you're watching her, those magenta suddenly eyes open and the mare smirks at you:

"..Getting accustomed?"

"To what?"

"To all this." her head nods towards the air "..You don't have to act so stiff around me."

"It’s a little hard, considering my role here..." you pull on your shock collar.

"Hah, just so you know, Fluttershy had lined up pets for me, all just begging to be adopted.."

"....Should that make me feel flattered?"

"That's up to you...~ But I like you. You'd have it a lot easier if you learned to like me too."

"Or else..?"

"Oh you'll get there eventually, don't worry..." she chuckles smugly, knowing you won't ask her again. And she looks away, closing her eyes towards the sun once more.

...But that's one thing she's wrong about. Because this is a question of your inner freedom. While your body can be bought, your mind cannot.

You're wondering though, whether she avoided the answer because she doesn't know yet, or if it was an actual threat…

...

Once you're back at her house, you're being led straight to the kitchen.

"Okay Anon! Do your wonders, I'll be watching."

"Is that absolutely necessary..?"

"Oh yes it is. I like to watch." she smirks, bringing a chair to the corner of the room to sit there.

You can't exactly oppose her will. If you would, she can either overpower you herself, or use the damn shock collar, so you're just trying to ignore her.

Nonetheless, you hate being overwatched like that.

You have no idea what she wants, if she's hoping to find a mistake at what you do, likes to watch you work while she doesn't have to... or if she's just curious.

...Anyway, you're starting with the potatoes, wash them and put them in the boiling water.

"....Aren't you gonna peel them?"

"I'll do that later, once they're boiled. It's easier that way."

"Huh, cool."

From then on, she's pretty much silent for the rest of your cooking. Only when you're coating the elderflowers in the batter, she comes closer to have a better look. From the corner of your eye, it feels as if she was genuinely impressed by such a basic skill. But when you glance her way, she's acting as if nothing, donning her usual smug smile.

It must be a quality entertainment to watch you cook on command...

As for the batter itself, you spiced it with the "sweeter" pouch you brought. Wanted to try the experimental one but her constant look made you a little afraid you might mess it up with it.

Better play it safe...

Soon after that you're finally frying the flowers, even got the first ones done. That’s when your mistress stands up from her chair again to try them.

"...Hey! That'hh raewry goof!" she grins widely with a mouthful.

"Uh, thanks."

"You should try your own work." you're being offered the second half of the flower she took.

"Sorry but, I don't eat flowers..."

"Come on, are trying to tell me you're gonna rather starve or what?"

"I'll have some potatoes if you don't mind."

"Really? Come on! It's not poisonous to you. Or is it because of the drilled tooth? You can just chew on the other side of your mouth." she puts the flower right in front of your lips, almost pushing it inside of your mouth.

The batter itself actually smells really good,.. unless the flower inside won't ruin it.

After a bit of hesitation, you open your lips to have a bite.

But as soon as you bury your teeth in it, she lets go, letting the rest of the fried flower hang from your mouth. Implying you should eat that whole... You put the rest back down on the counter nonetheless, still chewing on the morsel in your mouth.

But hey,,.. it actually tastes really good. What the hell.

...Or is it just your massive hunger, since you didn't eat anything until this afternoon?

Anyway, you’re pretending to be unimpressed. Only when she walks away to wait for the potatoes to be done, you sneakily finish the rest of the flower from the counter.

...

It doesn’t take too long till you’re finished frying, about the same time the potatoes are done. Mashing them is a matter of less than five minutes. Then just a bit of parsley to make it look slightly more interesting and you’re serving the first portion for your mistress.

"That looks soooo neat with that touch of green in the mashe! Can we have some veggies too though?"

"Veggies with flowers, ugh... What kind?" you grumble obediently.

"I dunno, cucumber, tomato?"

"Alright..." you turn around to slice some veggies as well, putting them on a different plate.

On the way back, you swallow your pride to announce:

"I....think I might have some of those fried flowers as well."

"If I let you..." the mare smirks at you, watching your confused expression while searching for words.

...Right before she bursts into laughter "...Come on, I'm just playing with you! We're eating together, don’t worry."

"Okay."

"But I knew you'd like it! Even flowers can be good for a big, carnivorous human huh?" she softly punches your thigh from her seat.

"The spices do a big lot."

"It would be good even with mere salt." the mare bites her lip and chuckles while eyeing you up and down, stopping at your butt "-But the spices are far from disappointment. Good job Anon."

"Hmpf." you finally sit down on the opposite side of the table, feeling slightly violated for some reason.

On the other hand, the food really is pretty good, you don’t have to force yourself into liking it. It might just use some mayo or sweet chilli sauce to "freshen" the whole thing. That’s when you catch yourself looking at the veggies in between the two of you.

“Go on, have some” your mistress notices you as well.

It made you lose a bit of desire to try it but you reach for a few cucumber slices anyway. And surprisingly… it’s just what the food needed.

For the rest of your lunch, you’re trying to ignore the occasional smug grins of your colorful owner each time you reach for more veggies. Overall, you’re pretending that she isn’t there at all.

...

"Mmmm that was really good, Anon! You really are worth waay more than I thought. Like seriously, that was so great! And to imagine I've got you here all for myself,.. oh my gosh,! I'm so glad I don't have to eat the same things over and over again!" Rainbow Dash stretches herself in her seat once she's done, her belly visibly stuffed.

It would be good if the main reason she wants you around so bad were just your culinary skills. Who knows,.. maybe you just misjudged her for a pervert..?

"Huh,.. that's cool. I guess..." you reply a few seconds late.

When the mare finally stands up, she pats your back. And with a loud burp, she's heading towards the living room to lie down on a couch… leaving you sitting by the table, gazing into your empty plate.

...It seems like she can be totally bought with food, just like you.

Maybe you're both animals in a way...

...

Eventually, you stand up to quickly wash all the dirty dishes and head to the bedroom to have a five as well.

Right now, you're a little too tired for plotting the escape.

It's definitely gonna happen though… just not as soon as you hoped at first. First you need to come up with some real good plan and gain enough of her trust till she gets rid off the collar. You don’t have either yet, so for you just make yourself comfy on one side of the bed, about to relax and wander away with your mind into a lovely daydream.

...If only the bed didn’t smell so much like her. It’s almost "grounding" you back into your body. It feels as if you couldn’t escape her, even when she isn't around.

You thought you should hate the scent though. In your detest of her character, it should smell like rotten cheese to you but,.. it doesn’t… It smells… somewhat fresh and nice, actually?

It's so confusing...

But she could smell like a fricking lavender and it wouldn't change a thing.

“She's not your friend, Anon…” you’re repeating to yourself while closing your eyes.

...

It might have been about an hour that you’ve been laying here, relaxing and waiting for the food to set in your stomach... It’s getting a little boring though and you’re starting to feel like it might be time to get up again. It’s not even evening yet, the sun is still shining in it’s full glory and there's plenty of daytime left.

It’s making you wonder what she’s up to…

...

After searching the house, you're finding that your mistress is not there. She must have flown away somewhere. Which means you have even more time for yourself.

...Guess it's time for another hand drawing practice then.

This time it went a little better than before, so you drew a few sketches more. You might be getting a hang of it.

By the time it's getting dark, your mistress is back.

You've noticed it when you’ve heard a bang of doors opening and later you’re finding her in the kitchen, snacking on the cold leftovers from the late lunch.

In hopes she wouldn't notice you, you’re about to turn around and return to your drawing but that's when your eyes meet.

"Hey..." she stops stuffing herself, gulping down what she had in her mouth "..wanna finish the book today?"

"Um, nah that's okay, thanks."

"Come on, you'll like the finale!" the mare puts away her plate, making two steps towards you "I won't mind if you'll fall asleep again~... We'll just move it onto the bed, right from the start."

"I can sleep on the couch..."

"But.. I really don't like sleeping alone." she smiles at you with a smile you can't read at all.

Whatever she meant by it, it felt firm enough to know she wasn't exactly asking.

"I-,.. okay." you hang your head.

...

While you're brushing your teeth and having a last pee before bed, you’re still wondering whether you just didn’t agree on getting raped tonight.

You gulp down saliva.

Hope not....

...

When you finally make yourself go to her bedroom, wearing a clean toga again, she's already waiting there, tucked under a blanket with the book from yesterday in her hooves.

You sit up on the other side of her double bed, keeping a safe distance.

"Come closer." your mistress chuckles, patting the place next to her "Stop being so stiff... Make yourself comfortable, it's just a book."

With a bit of hesitation, you quietly lay on the bed closer to her, resting your head on the same pillow as her.

The mare gives you a little grin, licking her lips:

"Alright so,.. Daring Do entered the-"

"-I know that chapter."

"We didn't finish reading it yesterday though."

"I did. ....I was really bored."

"...You can read too?"

"Is that so uncommon among humans?"

"I heard some can't even understand what we're saying ." she chuckles, tousling your hair "But you're a clever boy."

...Funny that the invaders speak english of all languages, isn't it?

Anyway, your mistress moves onto the next chapter with you just listening while staring into the ceiling. Though, soon your eyelids are getting heavy, so you close them.

Only when she stops reading at some point, thinking you're asleep, you open your eyes to see what's going on.

You're given merely a quiet, equally sleepy smile before she continues reading again.

The story is keeping you somewhat awake to hear the end of it before actually dozing off, meaning you’ve actually managed to finish the book that night. Mere seconds after you hear your mistress announce "The End.", you already feel yourself falling into slumber.

The very last thing you remember is the click of a bed lamp being turned off and... as if you were softly kissed on your forehead. It might have been just your imagination though.

“Goodnight Anon…”

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