Equestria Handyman

Humming a little tune in her head, Milky prepares herself for another day on the job, filling some bottles of milk and placing them in the corner only to be received by a glaring face of a orange earth pony mare, with a short slightly spiky blond mane and tail wearing a full purple business suit and white round earrings. The infamous Ms. Harshwhinny which almost startles her into dropping the bottles.

“Ms. Harshwhinny, hi” She greets her with a practiced smile. “What brings you here? The annual healthy inspections aren't due until next month.” She kept smiling, holding her grumbling at the stiff mare in front of her.

“I’m here to collect a debt your friend made.”

“A debt?” Milky looks at her confused until her scroll comes to life. “Ah that must be your friend Surprise, I suggest you answer so the pegasus can explain the details of the arrangement.”

“O…k?” Milky excuses herself and goes to the back door to answer her scroll.

“Hello?”

“Milky don’t ask questions and follow my instructions, close your store, say you are sick and go to Ponyville for the next 3 days.”

“Ms. Harshwhinny is already here, Surprise.” Milky tells her with a sigh.

“Oh…eh…well haha surprise?”

“Surprise what deal did you make with that grump!?”

“It was a slip of the tongue I swear!” She defends herself.

“What. Did. You. Promise?”

“Well, remember that time where she seemed bent on finding any reason to close your store for good and was basically breathing down your neck waiting for you to make any sort of slip?”

“Like it was last night's nightmare, yeah.” Milky recalls not being particularly fond of the memory.

“Well I was worried and confused as to why she hates you so much so using my natural talents I convinced her to join me in a pub, where she opened up after the second bottle and we talked. Turns out she was mainly venting frustration because her last coltfriend broke up with her...And he did it because allegedly he found a much more beautiful mare with bigger boobs than hers.”

“Are you kidding me! She was on my flank just because she got dumped!?”

“I know I know but please understand she was a bit fragile and…emotional and well maybe was a tad jealous of how easy it was for you to get the attention of other stallions.”

“Surprise, please tell me there is a point in this story.”

“Getting there, anyway, after her rant I told what any other mare would have said. That she was beautiful, that it was her ex-coltfriend loss and so on. And then I mentioned how any herd would be more than happy to have her. Thought it would work…it didn’t.”

“Of course that hydra would just be self centered. So you somehow set me up on a date with her?”

“Close, the conversation kind of got a bit blurry after the fourth beer and I jokingly ask if it will make her feel better if she got a date with your coltfriend, so you get green from jealousy.”

“Surprise…please tell me you didn’t.”

“I said I was joking, but…she kind of liked the idea and apparently we made a deal out of it, if you ever find a stallion. Which she found out in Saddle Arabia, I might have accidentally mentioned it?”

“Surprise!”

“Ok, ok hear me out, in my defence I really didn’t think she would actually follow through with it!”

“And Tartarus will freeze before I let that harpy even close to my Marky. I'm telling her the deal is off right now!”

“Wait Milky! It’s Ms. Harshwhinny we are talking here! You saw how she got just because she was projecting. Do you really want to give her a reason to actually be on top of you all your life?”

“Surprise I’m not setting my stallion on a blind date with HER!”

“Why not? You say how kind and sweet he can be, m-maybe he can change her for the better.”

“Surprise, I don’t think he can be THAT good.”

“Please I mean it’s just one small date, I…I would make it up to you two I swear! Just please I’m also feeling pretty bad for Harshwhinny, she could really use a little boost in confidence.”

“You realize Mark is the one losing here the most right?”

“I know and I will make it up to him, promise if I can I will help him out, just please. Just one tinsy bitty date?”

Milky stays silent as she considers her options. “May Celestia forgive me, fine! ONE date, and you better be prepared Surprise. I will make sure Marky doesn’t go easy on you.”

“D-Duly noted.” She tells with some nervousness as Milky hangs up.

Walking to the counter again Milky sees the mare in question now smirking at her. “So I imagine your friend informed you of our little arrangement then?”

“I can hardly consider it that, since I was never aware of it and as far as I know was intended as a joke.” She tells the now visibly angry mare.

“It still holds water, and mares like you could really be put down a peg or two. Or what is the matter? Afraid your stallion will find me more enticing than you and your flaccid breast?”

Milky had to break part of the counter, not to scream at her for that comment “I…Isn’t there any other way we can settle this?”

“Sure you can close this farce of a store and I will call the deal off.”

‘Ok that is it! This mare is going down!’

She smiles all of the sudden. “T-there is no reason to go that far Ms. Harshwhinny. I will talk with my coltfriend and see what we can do.”

“Excellent, I will ask him to pick me up at 6 tonight where does he live.”

“He doesn’t live here, his house is in Ponyville?”

“What, you keep your coltfriend so far away? Ms Way, I was questioning how you make business but now I’m fearing you don’t know much about herding either.”

“We make long term relationships work.”

“Aha, we will see. Fair enough then I would board the next train to ponyville at once and will make some arrangements, I will give the poor stallion a day to prepare himself for me.”

She tells with confidence as she turns to leave. “Don’t worry Ms. Way, I will try to go easy on the poor stallion.”

“Thank you.” She waves with a practiced smile until she leaves the store, and then goes to her scroll again. “Mark?”

“Oh hey sweetie how is it going?”

“Not good, unfortunately, listen there is something I need to tell you and a huge favor to ask.”

“Sure, what is it?”

“There is a certain…blind date I promised an acquaintance of mine, one I’m not particularly fond of. Marky dear, would you take care of her for me?”

“Well…I trust you Milky if you choose her, I will gladly give her a chance”

“Thank you so much sweetie, you are the best. Oh and Marky while on the date please do me one little favor. Take that little bitch! And break her in half!” She practically yells at him, shocking the human to no end, especially in how Milky has never used that kind of language. “Think you can do that for me sweetie? Just pretend it’s Fluttershy, no…pretend she hurt Fluttershy, and use that anger on her, do not hold ANYTHING! Back”

“Ah Milky, are you actually asking me to kill her?”

“Is that an option?”

“Milky!”

“Kidding, kidding but yeah…you will understand once you see her, just please. Forgive me and…if possible teach her a lesson like only I know you can. She is the health inspector and if the date turns horrible she will seek a way to close me down.”

“Oh.” Mark suddenly understands what is happening. “I see so…if I want to teach her a lesson I will have to get…creative. Don’t worry sweetie, I will do everything in my power.”

“Love you and…good luck” She sighs and ends the call.

‘By Celestia I hope I did the right thing, please Mark don’t hate me for this.’

She worries, fearing what that grumpy mare might have in store for the human.

The next day

Wearing an ensemble of formal black pants, and shoes, white button shirt and a blue blazer Mark waited patiently for his date in Ponyville's most elegant restaurant. Early that day he got a message with very specific instructions on where to meet her, what to wear and what to order. After calling Milky and finding out Harswhinny was serious. He decided to simply play along and try to get the best of it. And adding some small box of chocolate into the mix.

“You are early.” Startled Mark looking behind him to see the mare in question glaring at him inspecting his appearance. “Oh I remember you are that human, right?”

“Y-yeah, have we met before?”

“Back when I was inspecting the flag competition for the Equestria Games Ms. Dash mentioned you in passing and I saw you once building a playground for the children.” She explains “And like I said you are early.”

“Yeah, I didn't want to risk getting here late so I came a bit…”

“That is not what was agreed on.” She keeps glaring. “Early or late you are still not on time.”

“O…k?” He then offers the box. “For you thought you might enjoy it.”

“I didn’t ask for preview snacks, and they have dessert in the restaurant.” She takes the box and puts it in her purse. “There is an order for things Mr. Human, I expect you to follow it as such.”

‘Jesus and I thought Twilight was obsessed with organizing!’

“My mistake, I just thought to give you a little something as a present. I like to show small shows of affection to my dates. My name is Mark by the way, Mark Star, and you are…?”

“Ms. Harshwhinny that’s the only name you will need to remember or will need when addressing me.”

She doesn’t wait for a reply as she advances toward the restaurant. “Now come along Mr. Star, let us not waste time”

“Right…Harsh...”

“MS. Harshwhinny! I would appreciate it if you used the full title.”

“Right, Ms. Harshwhinny.” Mark holds a breath to calm down as he follows behind.

‘Now I see why Milky was apologising, this is gonna be one long date.’

After taking their seats and ordering their food Harshwhinny didn’t waste time in order for her and was about to order for him when he interrupted.

“I can order for myself Ms. Harshwhinny I will appreciate it if you please allow me that much at least.” He says with a small glare which she returns in kind before huffing and pushing her nose up. “Fair enough if that's what you prefer, I will allow it.”

“Thank but I don’t need your permission.” Mark continues as he intensifies his glare. “I can think for myself, I EAT what I so choose and as courtesy to your request I would suggest you repay in KIND, are we clear Ms. Harshwhinny?” He half warns her, shocking her at his insolence but the glare making it clear she was stepping in thin ice now.

“Fair enough” She plays it cool and tries, a small gulp forming.

Not wanting to stay any longer with the tension, the waitress takes the order and leaves the two so they can have some small talk. “So Milky told me you are also in charge of health inspection, is that like a second job or is it more like a hobby?”

“Making sure everything is functional and properly working is something I take particular pride in performing, the food industry is just one of many of my duties, as it stands I have flawlessly done my job in 7 areas just this year.”

“Wait, wait, wait, you have seven jobs? Do you really need all that money?”

“Is not about the money, Mr. Star is about the passion and joy of doing what you love, and what says you. How exactly do you earn a living?”

“I’m a handyman actually, I…kind of don’t have a set job, today I’m a plumber, tomorrow a carpenter, a pastry chef, mailman you name it, if there is a job that needs a hand well…I’m there.”

“Interesting, but of course you realize that is far exceeding what your job description entitles right?”

“What can I say, I like moving around, something I’m sure we share.”

“It’s a satisfying sensation, yes” Harswhinny nods and smiles at the notion.

“Ah there it is.” Mark exclaims.

“What…what is it?” She asks, confused.

“A smile, next I may get a full giggle out of you.” He tells with confidence making her go stiff and look away with a scowl but having a small blush on her face. “I would appreciate it if you would not make such a big deal out of an expression.”

“Make as many excuses as you want. I got a smile out of you and that is quite the victory.” He chuckles a little at how she was acting. “Or you can keep that scowl too, you are still pretty.”

She humphs once more. “Cheap praises will not get you anywhere, you will have to work harder if you really intend to please me.” She points, getting back into her usual grumpy self.

Soon after that, their food arrived and they engaged in some minor conversation as Harshwhinny puts it where they keep talking, for him it was more like an interview with generic questions. ‘How long have you stayed in a relationship’, ‘how you meet your special ponies’ , ‘how many mares are you intending to court,' She kept asking question after question his way, barely giving him room to ask anything back.

“…and that is basically how seven is a well rounded number to have inside a herd.” She finally finished explaining what was essentially a report to Mark.

“Seems like you really had everything planned and neatly organized if you ever become part of a herd don’t you Ms. Harshwhinny?”

“But of course, I never leave any single detail to chance, it is best to have a solid foundation when organizing something big and life changing.”

“Agreed, don’t get me wrong, it’s very impressive indeed, too bad it is also completely wrong.”

“W-what?!” She had to fight not to shout, as to not make a scene, as Mark smirks.

“Of course you can choose not to believe, but then again if you walk now, it will be the same as granting me the victory, and I know now you want to hear my counter proposal.”

“You seem confident aren’t you Mr. Star, ok let's hear it, how exactly am I supposedly wrong?”

“For starters you are treating this like a project not a date.” He looks around and then points at an old couple. “Look at them Ms. Harshwhinny, years of experience, passionate about one another, calm and collected, now look at them.” He points at a young couple probably 16 or 17, barely holding the impulse to make out right there in public, perhaps even going further.

“See those two couples, and tell me…what is the difference besides the obvious. You know what the difference is?”

“Easy, one is collected, the other is impulsive.”

Mark shakes his head and chuckles, “If that’s your answer, you are more hopelessly lost than I thought.” He lifts his finger. “Harshwhinny there ISN’T a difference, they both are completely in love. Age, impulse, race, gender, love is love, it’s chaotic, it’s unpredictable, and it's ever changing. You are trying to paint a picture inside a twister. That is why you are so wrong, and maybe scared.”

“Of what would I be scared?”

“Showing vulnerability, which only takes more power from you.”

She flinches at the comment, but Mark wasn’t done there.

“Don’t believe me? Then tell me your name, show me you are not afraid, prove that you can get control back.”

He encourages her and grabs her hands much to her surprise as she couldn’t keep her eyes away from him. “What is your name?” He whispers almost like a command.

“It’s…Victoria.” She replies almost in a trance, before blinking and taking her hand away from him.

“Victoria, such a beautiful name, a crime really. You shouldn’t hide it from others.” Mark nods with a smile yet Victoria can’t help but feel a touch of anger building, feeling as if she somehow lost and didn’t even know the game she was playing.

They hear a quartet of strings starting to play, and some couples rise up. “May I have this dance?” Mark offers his hand to her.

“Dancing was not projected on this date.” She harshly whispered.

“It’s ok Victoria, I would gladly lead.”

That comment made her madder, as she grabbed his hand and virtually dragged him to the dance floor. “I’m the one that leads.”

The dance starts and she does just that forcing Mark to keep the pace.

“Not bad, you are a really nice dancer Vicky.” Mark smiles calmly at her.

“I didn’t give you permission for nick…whoa!” Caught off guard he dips her and then gives her a small spin before he takes the lead now. “But I prefer to lead, just enjoy.”

The rest of the dance Harshwhinny just keeps grumbling as the whole action looks like some sort of play for Mark as he keeps taunting her, no matter her warnings and each time she thinks she got control again he simply catches her off guard once more inverting the roles.

This human is NOT gonna lead this dance…dance…dance that I didn’t allow…HE tricked me!

Her anger keeps on boiling, as he keeps getting daring and his hands keep swaying back and forth on her side just barely gracing her hips ending in him lifting her into the air by the great finale for everyone to see, resulting on another loss as she was even letting out a femenine gasps and when getting down, everyone was applauding at them, her minds now in turmoil fighting to keep her anger and convince herself she didn’t enjoy the attention.

‘That is it! This human has disrespected me for the last time, I will show him who is in command once and for all.’

She smiles at him and Mark nods thinking he finally got her to relax, as the rest of the evening gets a bit calmer until they arrive at the apartment she was renting.

“Well thank you so much for this lovely evening Vicky I had a really good time.” Mark was preparing to leave but was blindsided when she surprises him with an aggressive kiss and pins him against the door. “Why end here? You said it yourself right Mark? Love can be unpredictable.”

She rubs her hands against his chest.

“M…Miss Har…Vi…Victoria, wait.” Mark stops her from going further, still recovering from the shock. “I…isn’t this moving a bit too fast?”

“What is the matter? Are you getting scared now? You are right Mark, why put everything on a list, let’s go wild!” She says while kissing his neck as he hugs her back, mentally cheering thinking she finally got him exactly where she wants. Only to hear a low growl that somehow made her body shiver and feel her nethers get wetter.

What was that? N–never mind, time to teach a human a lesson.

“Fair warning Vicky.” Mark whispered. “If I start I can’t stop.”

“I will take my chances” She replies and opens the door, almost dropping him on the floor as she pushes him onto the bed. “Wait here and undress , I need to prepare myself” Victoria says approaching the bathroom and blowing him a kiss to entice him a bit more as he patiently awaits her return.

Deciding to play along, Mark takes off his blazer and shirt, before realizing something unusual on the bed, as when he looks back he sees a cuff and chain attached to the bedpost. Invisible in plain sight as it is camouflage with the bed sheet, but not to Mark, who was more than familiar with the design.

‘I know those cuffs? These are Celestia’s favourite ones, but why would she…?oh ho.”

Hearing the crack of a whip Mark was surprised to find Victoria clad in a black leather dominatrix strap harness that left very little to the imagination. Covering just the bare minimum. And so tight it looked almost painted on.

“Well what a surprise, I said undress and you still have your pants on.” She cracks her whip once more. “I said UNDRESS!” She virtually commands startling the poor human as he stands up.

“Did I say you can stand up?”

“Ok Vicky I have had enough. I have been trying to be very patient with you but now you are REALLy pushing your…” She doesn’t let him finish cracking the whip near him.

“Still defiant! I will have to teach you a lesson.”

“Vicky, use that whip on me and I swear, it will be the last thing you try.”

“Cute last words.” She circles her whip and is ready to strike only for Mark to extend his arm to wrap it and then grab it with the other hand. “Let it be known.”

With one powerful yank he brings her to him lifting her in the air letting him grab her neck and suspend her fully in the air. “You. Were. WARNED!” With a growl he tosses her into the bed where the cuff machinations come to life and trap both of her wrists, and ankles.

“What is happening?” She asks, completely shocked at the sudden turn of events.

“You know Vicky” Mark chuckles and shakes his head as he starts to unbutton his pants, licking his lips at the image of her immobilized in front of him. “You are really fucking bad at being the dominant.”

He declared, removing his pants and boxers and showing her his now erect dick. “But who knows maybe you can become one incredible submissive.”

Shivering in fear Victoria can only watch as he climbs into bed and using his index and middle finger he takes hold grabbing the strap hiding her pussy. “The safe word is “Toucan”, say it and this ends.” He instructs and her eyes widen, never imagining in all of her life she would be on the other side of the cuff and definitely not expecting that he expertly lifts her legs with just his finger before breaking the dominatrix piece in one yank to grant him access to her hidden treasure. A perfectly shaved pussy with some small hairs starting to grow, where a very exposed and wet pussy greets him with an unexpected gift Mark couldn’t imagine finding. What appears to be a cyan part of a cylinder sticking out.

“What is this?” He questions her with a touch of anger as he grabs the head of the cylinder making her gasp

“W…wait! Wait! Don’t…don’t pull it so faaaaaasst” Complying to her request he starts to slowly pull the invasive object out, until a vibrating dildo pops out.

“How long did you have this with you?” He questioned her like a parent who caught their kids red handed. Victoria can only look away in shame.

“How long?!” He repeats with more severity.

“Since this morning in…in case the night would have been a disaster.” She confesses as he notices a ring sticking out of her anus

“And this?” He questions with a raised eyebrow as he grabs said ring and pulls a bit more forcefully this time revealing a string of spheres on it. “Are you saying all this time you have LITERALLY been walking with a stick up your ass?”

“And what if I did? Not like it would matter, I thought of giving you a small advantage, not really thinking you could be any good in bed.”

Growling in anger Mark tosses the object away. “Really now.” He spreads her pussy apart. “Then I suppose I better prove you wrong.”

Grabbing her ass he drives in with all his force and rams her all the way to her cervix making her gasp. “What the…?”

Not letting her off easy he starts to thrust harder and faster almost right away making her moan louder each time.

“Still think I’m not good? Think I can’t take you eh? Say it Victoria. Say I’m bad in bed!” He taunts her, increasing the speed and power of his thrusts. Driving into her hitting each and every weak point with surgical precision driving her towards a violent and quick orgasm.

Removing himself he allows her a moment to ride the afterglow as he starts to explore her body, while his face was hovering over her panting one “Don’t you ever question me again.”

"A…ha” She replied, unable to speak at the moment.

“Good now then, let’s see here.” Closing his eyes he start to kiss her neck slowly while his hands get to work and find each erogenous zone on her body lingering just long enough to entice a gasp or moan as he maps her body and how to manipulate it ending with her breast as he lick his lips once more and is getting ready to rip that piece of her outfit to, but rather than using his hands he decided to play with her and used his teeth to rip a whole in the leather surprising the mare in the process.

Spitting the piece away he smiles in victory seeing how erect her dark orange nipples became at the sight.

“Now let’s have a taste.” He dives in and bites again at the bare nipple sucking with force as one of his hands play with the other breast while the other treats her pulsating pussy and gets to work on her G-Spot and clit after teasing the outer lips and entrance a few times to build her desire. When her moans got loud enough, and needy enough, he struck with all the skill and precision he could muster.

Once he gathers a good portion of milk he stops momentarily and made her look as he swallows before he goes to work and takes another handful of milk only this time he looms over her with a smile, just enough for her to realize what would happen before he gives her a kiss and shares her milk while his hand works faster on her clit making her cross eyed and unable to stop herself from drinking her own milk.

“Delicious butterscotch, don’t you agree?” He questions her as she was still recovering from the assault with a mouth full of milk and a dripping wet pussy.

“And for your training.” He smirks and turns her around and raises her ass as he lines his dick up to her pussy inserting it once more but stopping once inside, and leaning forward. To speak into her ear.

“I will teach you how to be a caring dominant.” He grabs hold of one of her boobs. “Don’t cum until I say so and I will give you a reward.” He starts playing with her nipple. “Do so and…” He demonstrates his example with a strong pinch. “Are we clear?”

She only nods, earning a kiss on the cheek. “Good girl.”

Standing back Mark grabs hold of both of her asses and gets to work, just as before he starts to pound her pussy yet this time he was considerate enough to go slower, than before yet not enough to let her get used to it. As soon as she thinks she finds a rhythm he switches tempo, or swaying their hips together, making her moan.

“Oh yes, oh yes! Oh thank you, my King! My King, please teach me! Teach this humble peasant! Show me how to love!” Victoria exclaims all of the bravado and grumpiness of her old self officially gone and replaced with this willing submissive mare awaiting to please her ‘king.’

‘Why does that keep happening?’

Mark questioned but decided to allow it and give her a small reward appreciating the vocal approval by lifting her leg to let him pound even deeper. With one thrust going deeper as it pierces her cervix. Every thrust following went just as deep. Yet never once yet kissing the back wall.

“Ah please, My king, my king I…I don’t think I can hold it much…much longer.” Victoria manages to squeak out in between pants.

“Just a bit longer, I’m getting closer myself, I…I will allow it after I cum.” Mark orders as he speeds up, his own orgasm fast approaching too.

Closing her eyes Victoria tring to hold it in as much as possible, a losing battle as her mind was going numb yet her prayers seems to be answered with final thrust Mark finally reached his climax and unload a deep charge inside her was seconds before her, and honoring their deal he thrust even deeper, as to allow the tip just to kiss her back wall sending her into a mind shattering orgasm that caused her eyes to roll back, her tongue to flop out of her mouth as her brain basically melted at the sheer power of it. A massive squirt joined in the melody her body was singing in pleasure.

Panting slightly Mark pulls out and sees to the now twitching mare in front of him with care. “Good girl, you held it until I told you otherwise.”

“Th-thank you my…king” Victoria says even more exhausted than him at the moment.

“Such a good girl deserves a reward.” Mark smiles and takes off the cuffs as he lifts her up. “Let me clean you, so I can properly give you, your present” He carried her to the bathroom and as promised used warm water to clean her body slowly and meticulously lingering in each and every part of her most erogenous zone and using the head of the shower putting special attention to her pussy as he remove any excess cum and vaginal fluids until she was left relatively clean, and wet with her now ripped clothes.

“Good, and now,” putting a towel on the ground, he laid her down gently before lifting her legs “For your reward, let me give you a kiss.” He breathes on her pussy making her flinch before delivering one long slow lick followed by another and then another until her walls were quivering wet and then dove in to perform a big sloppy kiss, making her gasp and hold her breath as she clenched the towel.

“Oh my sweet merciful king! Yes!” She exclaimed in euphoria. “Kiss me my king! Claim me! Eat me! I’m…I’m yours! I’m but a humble treat! Serve yourself! I am not worth such a…gifft!” She starts to scream at the administration as her walls clench his tongue not wanting him to get away, as he doesn’t show signs of slowing down. Treating himself to her muff as it was a sweet treat of caramelized butterscotch, writing, fingering, sucking, and licking constantly exchanging to give Victoria a worthy prize for following instructions, his hands occasionally even going to the side of her hips and massaging her cutie mark to add more to the sensation as her tongue is left hanging and hre unable to utter words for each moan, until finally her third orgams arrived.

Lapping with gusto, Mark drinks as much of her juices as possible as long as they last before stepping away and letting the poor mare recover her breath. At the point Victoria was just watching stars and was having a hard time thinking of anything else.

After a couple of minutes pass and he sees how she recovers her breathing Mark goes and looms over her once more. “My king?” She questioned, slightly frightened, but excited too.

“My subject, I’m not letting you go yet.” He starts to get into character and lovingly caresses her cheek. “Not until I teach you the joy of the submissive, to not be so strict and to always remember to show love and appreciation to your significant other.” He gives her another kiss, this one more caring and passionate as their tongue plays a little before he breaks it apart.

“Enjoy my parting gift.” He grabs her legs at the ankles and wraps his arms around her thighs for grip, lifts her bottom up till her back is almost straight. Curling over and staring her right in the eyes. All her weight rests on her shoulders and neck, as he lines his dick one final time, and teases her pussy before inserting once more, drilling straight down into her core with power and speed. Setting to jackhammering her down into the bed so hard that the bed was complaining and protesting by threatening to break.

Everything goes white for Victoria and for a second sounds seems to escape her mind as she needs a moment to comprehend before releasing an earth shattering scream as Mark keep working as fast as he can, ensuring she would never be able to forget him or dare question his skills, no tool would ever be able to act as a substitute and silently she swore to never being a dominatrix as the role of the submissive fills her with a joy she couldn’t fathom, to even begin to imagine.

Soon she hears her mind starting to crack some more before being pushed down by gravity and understanding that it was the bed that actually cracked, Mark just keeps pounding her a couple more minutes before realizing what he did until his second orgasm arrives, once he fished filling her womb, he needs time to breathe.

Drenched in sweat he looks around in surprise, finding a perfect imprint hole where the bed was and underneath him was Victoria twitching and foaming from her mouth with a giant grin on her face.

“Oh god! Vicky!” Mark releases her and lets her marejuice flow as he tends to her and helps her relax and calm down, cleaning her up once more and placing her on a couch so she can sleep more comfortably.

Once that was done he looked at the bed with some worry. “Ok how do I fix this?” He tells himself before sighing and gets to work using some wood, nails, spring, and other material he thought he might need from Nail’s and Plank’s that he gathered thanks to still having a copy of the store keys and leaving a bag of bits on the corner.

The next day

Walking out of the hotel and apologising for the noise they made. Mark and Victoria walk to the train station, to tie one final loose end that needed to be addressed, her wearing a purple trench coat instead of her normal attired for some reason. And carried the rest of her baggage on a suitcase, along the way they find Rainbow Dash on her usual patrol.

“Hey Mark, hey…ah Ms. Harshwhinny?” Dash looked at them confused. “What are you doing here?”

“Mark and I were just finishing a blind date that Milky Way fixed for us.” Victoria respond returning to relatively normal although she seems more tired than grumpy

“Wait, wait, wait” Milky set you up with her?” Dash asks, pointing at Victoria.

“Yeah pretty much.”

She laughed a little at the thought. “Oh please please tell me you bumped uglies, tell me how was he?” Dash asks Victoria with expectation

“It not of your business Ms. Dash but he was…adequate” She finally respond looking away with a blush making Dash laugh hysterically

“Ha! I knew it, I knew I was right!” She keeps laughing as they keep advancing.

“Adequated?” Mark whispered to her.

“Forgiveness my king but no words could give you justice. Besides that mare would have just kept pestering us if I had not given her the answer she wanted. Do not fret.” She smiled at him. “I’m sure if she continue to dought you will be able to teach her manners just like you did me.” She exclaim in complete adoration

“Will you stop calling me king?”

“No.” She replies without skipping a beat. “That is also the only way I could refer to you now.”

He sighs and rolls his eyes as they make their way to the train station, and to meet Milky once more.

“Hello, welcome to Orbit Milk, how can I…” Milky stops and looks confused when in front of her walks both Mark and Victoria to the counter. “Say it.” Mark orders and Victoria takes a step forward.

“I’m sorry for everything that I said…as well as trying so hard to close your shop.”

Milky’s jaw hit the floor not believing what she was hearing.

“Everything Vicky.” Mark orders giving her a slap on the ass

“A…and sorry for saying your breasts are saggy, I know, I realized I was mostly jealous, and I put you in a very difficult position. I promise I will never do it again.”

“Ah…wha…how?” Milky kept looking between her and Mark trying to understand what was happening.

“You were right sweetie, Vicky here needed to be taught a small lesson in humility, and just as you asked me, I rammed some of that into her.”

Opening her trench coat. She shows Milky how now she was wearing a rope in a diamond shape underneath it and nothing else and a vibrator was sticking out of her pussy as she smiled in pleasure.

“She really learned her lesson.”

“Mark, I didn’t ask you to do THIS to her!”

“She…request me to do it, for some reason she wanted to come here like this.” Mark confesses looking at Victoria slightly afraid and confused.

“I have learned of a new world of possibilities, and I loved it!” She exclaims putting her clothes back on. “Thank you so much Milky now I know why I never was able to hold a relationship for so long, this is a new start for both of us, no more harsh treatment I will be more relaxed and be more calm while doing my job.” She promises, holding Milky’s hands before turning away.

“Look out world! Victoria Harshwhinny has been reborn and is looking for love!” She proclaims in excitement, as she leaves the store.

“Well…that just happened.” Milky slowly nods, before turning to Mark.

“Yep it did, sweetie maybe we should think of another rule, avoid dominatrix. I’m a bit afraid of how well I…flip the script so to speak, on them.”

Milky looks outside the store and is surprised when she sees Victoria flirting with a couple of one pegasus and 3 Earth ponies as everyone looks at her with blushes and seems to invite her over.

“Agree, not sure if Equestria is ready for the Dom slayer.” Milky says with a smirk looking at Mark.

“Ah come on please don’t name it now.”