Fallout Equestria: A Wastelander Tale

Fallout Equestria: A Wastelander Tale, Chapter Seventy Six

Content warning, lots of Clop.

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After waiting a day, Doctor Helga had sent us the message that the cure was done, that soon this stupid cures would be lifted. The only problem was that the cures had one last fuck you to throw at me, and now I had to go find both Plasma and Silver.

This is why I found myself back at the Red Light Showroom, since I was absolutely sure they were here. That and I found Pecan working in the Ursa's Rest farm, who also guessed as much.

"Are you absolutely sure?" Cold Trails asked me.

"I just said I was. Anyways, where else would two horny mares go for an easy fuck?" I told him.

Cold Trails had not been back for long before this had happened, the stallion having been out with the Militia hunting down the remnants of Tripwire's forces, and preventing the raiders from doing any more damage. Even though he deserved a rest, he wouldn't let me go out looking for them on my own.

"But why now? Shouldn't they be able to hold it together for a few more days?" He asked.

"Stud, they're about to be free from that curse, why not let loose." Pecan suggested, the mare still in her work overalls, and not looking like the prostitute she was.

I shrugged. "Or could be a curse thing. Rattlebones said something about curses having a life of their own. That's why they're so dangerous."

Cold let out a sigh as he looked over at one of the stages. "I think I see them."

I squinted my eyes, seeing two neon colored painted mares in the middle of an on stage gang bange. Paper Flowers was nearby advertising a competition, along with keeping a score.

Pecan let out a sharp whistle. "Looky here, an actual fuck off. Reminds me of your second week with us Lottery."

"Don't remind me." I said, the memory of being tricked into that damn orgy forcing its way into my mind, and making me drink from my canteen.

"Is this common?" Cold then asked.

Pecan shrugged. "Only when there is a major demand for a mare. Lottery was rather popular for a new girl at the time. I bet you'd get some good attention too, stud. Scars do add charm to a stallion."

"I'm not into that kind of stuff. And stop calling me stud, Pecan." Cold protested.

"Enough chattering, and let's get them out of here." I told the two as I marched over to the now crowded area. "The fuck is this?" I asked with full sternness in my voice.

Paper was not even phased by my appearance, just pointing at the line. "Making money, honey."

"You do know that they can't be here. Right?" I further asked.

"Come on, Lottery, It's not like I dragged them here. Anyways what's the harm, that cures thingy they got is going away soon. Let them have fun, and make money while at it." Paper said as she nudged me a little. "Come on, I bet you want to join in too. Show them how it's done."

My stomach wretched at the thought of being surrounded by stallions again, but I held it together. "No, no I do not."

Paper then frowned. "You know, you're not as much fun as you used to be."

I rolled my eyes. "I have more important things to do now."

"Like that stallion?" She asked.

"No… well maybe." I said before taking a sip from my canteen. "Not the point here!"

Letting out a groan, Paper then pointed up at the stage, where Plasma was taking it up both the cunt and ass. "Okay, but you're going to have to pull them out yourself. But… if you give me an hour or two, then this will all be over, and I'll even wash them up for you."

Both options sounded bad to me. I just knew that if I got up there now, I'd probably end up joining them. But leaving them here just didn't sit right with me.

"Lottery!" Called out to me as she got closer. "Maybe you should just let them be for now, I mean a competitive gangebang isn't going to hurt them, not with a cure already ready." She then brushed up on me. "How about you and Cold take a private room while you wait, have some fun. Maybe I can join you too, make it real fun."

She just wanted to fuck Cold Trails, that I was sure of.

"How about no. You may like to whore things up, but I'm very much not into it." I told Pecan.

The zony got muzzle to muzzle with me, and then looked over at Cold Trails. "But don't you feel sorry for him, I mean he must be pent up. Some serious blue balls waiting for you to open your legs." As she said that, one of her legs rubbed up on mine, but I ignored it.

He rolled his eyes. "Miss Pecan, I'm not some thirsty soldier. So maybe-" cold then froze as Paper stood behind him. "Uhhh… ca… can you not?"

Paper let out a giggle. "Oh what's the matter, is a little fourplay too much?"

I trotted over and pushed myself between the two, getting a pout from Paper. This was getting annoying, as the longer it went on, the more my mind wandered. I wanted to get out of here as soon as possible. "Okay you two, stop messing. I need Plasma and Silver to go see Doctor Helga, not taking part in an orgy. If this continues, I will report you both to Sparkling Delight."

Pecan and Paper looked at me and pouted, acting more like fillies that were told they could not have a new toy. But they didn't make a move, so I was sure their little assault was over.

With a sigh, I then told the two brothel mares and Cold. "Just help my get them out of here and I'll find some way to make it up to you, okay."

They both shrugged, and I climbed on stage, with Cold Trails following, his movements a bit awkward… ya, he was aroused, but did his best to not look like it. Fortunately our little interaction had distracted the crowd, so no new stallions had joined in, and the few that were left were about done.

"Plasma, you better not be on chems too?" I asked my friend as I pushed away a stallion that had been deep throating her.

As he popped out of her, I just managed to avoid getting hit by his load as it landed onto the face of a waiting and panting Plasma. My friend took a moment to catch her breath, it was not helped by the stallion going to town on her cunt. "N… no. All sober here."

I glared at the stallion, who then looked shocked, shooting his load in fear and letting go of Plasma. Now freed from her gang bang, Plasma leaned back into a more provocative pose, covered in the fluids of the stallions she fucked, and not a bit of shame showing on her face. "Lottery, I know what you're going to say, and I don't care. I got a big scratch to itch, and this may be the last time this will ever feel so good, so let me have this." She then gave me a sympathetic look. "I understand you don't want to be here, I get it, but I don't see it the same way as you."

I stomped my hoof, shaking the stage a little. "Then I'll just drag you out of here!"

Plasma looked annoyed, but then a smile crept onto her face. "Say, Lottery , can you get closer, I need to tell you something."

This felt like a setup, but it was not like anypony here could overpower me. So I leaned in.

"The thing is." Plasma whispered. "Everypony can see that you're completely turned on."

Before I could pull back Plasma grabbed my head and kissed me. Frozen in shock, by the time I realized that somepony had pulled my underwear down, my hips were quivering as I felt my clit played with. After a long moment, my hips gave out, and my head was spinning.

"That's enough!" Cold said, pushing whoever was playing with my back end away. "We get it, we will leave you alone. Just… stop messing with Lottery like that, she's already been through enough."

Grate, now I felt weak, stupid, and horny.

Cold lifted me up, and as we trotted off the stage, I could feel his limp. He had given up so much, and yet kept on going. Fighting on even though le lost what he cared about most in this world. I didn't know if I loved him, but I did know I liked him, liked him a lot.

This pissed me off now that I thought about it. I so easily loved Tripwire, but with a stallion who is generally a good pony, who is trying to do good, and I can only muster a like.

It left me frustrated, and the fact that Pecan was trying to take him for herself was pissing me off.

"Change of plans!" I announced as I slid off Cold's back. " Paper, is there an open room in the dungeon?"

Paper smiled mischievously. "Certainly, let me take you there."

Cold raised an eyebrow at me. "Are you certain about this?"

"Oh I'm certain." I told him, my face hot with arousal.

Looking back, I saw that the contest between Silver and Plasma had started up again. I still thought it was stupid, but I guess it was their lives, and they can be like that if they want to. At least they had an excuse.

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Paper had taken us to one of the usual rooms, filled with whips, chains, and other bindings needed for a weird but fun time.

"Soo… how about we both show Cold here a good time?" The Pecan asked, looking rather eager after inviting herself in.

This pissed me off, since Cold was mine, and not this bitch. But I did have something in mind for her. "Alright, but put this on first." Trotting over to a rack with several toys, I picked up a collar and tossed it to her.

"Right, so I'm the bitch." She said with a slight grin. "Well I've always been more of a sub than a dom."

As soon as Pecan had the collar on, I trotted up to her, getting nose to nose as I glared in her eye. Shocked, Pecan backed up, and trotted into the wall, right where some chains were. Working fast I snapped a hook onto the collar, tethering the mare to were she sat.

"Umm… Lottery, what are you doing?" Cold asked.

With a grin, I said, "if this bitch wants to act like a bitch, I'm going to treat her like a bitch."

Pecan struggled as realization formed on her face, but it was too late as I forcefully bounded up her fore hooves, preventing her from being able to free herself.

"Lottery, I'm sorry, I didn't think you would mind! Just don't leave me here like this." She pleaded.

lastly I boned her legs to a bar, opening her cunt in full view of the door for all to see. "Oh, I don't mind, not anymore. Also, we're not leaving, that wouldn't be fun." I told her as I stuck a gag into her mouth.

Cold kept his eyes up, trying to not look at the exposed Pecan. "I think you made your point Lottery, maybe we should-"

"Attention!" I yelled loudly and sternly, causing Cold to freeze in place. "From here on I'm in charge, and you do as you tell me! Understood!?"

The pegasus moved in an almost robotic fashion. "Y.. yes mama." Confusion then formed on his face, "wait, what?"

Stomping my hoof down, I glared at him. "No questioning ya pathetic worm, only following my command!" It had been a long time since I played the dominatrix, and though what Grinder and his troops did to me was still fresh in my mind, being in full control eased that part of me.

To add to my control, I then blindfolded a rather confused but compliant Cold Trails, all while noticing that he was rather hard now.

"Lick!" I commanded as I sat back and pressed a back hoof under his chin. There was some rules to follow with this kind of fourplay, not that I actually knew any, but I found that both the stallions and I came out more satisfied if I humiliated them a bit before fucking.

I then noticed a pony peeking in, as an open door was an invitation to those more vouyristic. Pecan noticed this too, flashing me an annoyed glare, not that I cared. I knew that she would do an open door room whenever she broke up with Paper, so I bet she enjoyed being put on display.

After some more teasing, to the point Cold was on the edge of bursting, I decided it was time to satisfy myself. Getting on top of him and feeling myself spread apart, I made a mental note to myself about thanking Doctor Helga for fixing me up down there. I even let out a satisfied quiver as I took all of him, making sure Pecan could see it all.

Warmth filled my inside, but his erection didn't diminish, of which I took full advantage of. He must have been actually pent up, as I felt myself become quite full by the time he went limp. But not fully satisfied with myself, I turned my attention to Pecan, taking off her gag and telling her to "clean me up, bitch."

I still didn't like mares touching me like this, but right now I didn't care as I enjoyed being in control.

This went on for a while longer, using both Cold and Pecan to satisfy my lust and need for control, all while making a show of it. Deep down I knew I was doing what the others did to me, and even if it sickens me a little, I didn't want to stop, I wanted more.

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At some point I must have blacked out, as things became a blur, and I realized I was now in the dressing room with Paper fanning me off.

"What happened?" I asked, my mind still in a fog.

Paper let out a sigh. "You kind of went a bit crazy out there. And well, it was rather awesome."

"What did I do?" I then asked worryingly.

"Long story short, you became the Mistress of the Showroom for over an hour. Made a whole show of it. Like a chain of bondaged-up-ponies pulling you around as you insulted whoever crossed your path." She explained with a giggle. "Oh please tell me you will do that again?"

"No way in Tartarus… Well, maybe." I told her, then a bit of panic hit me. "Where's Cold?"

Paper rolled her eyes and pointed behind me. "I think you went a bit too hard on my Pecan there, and messed up her head."

Turning, I saw the zony riding Cold, holding onto him for dear life as her hips moved up and down.

A tired looking Cold saw my gaze and looked rather guilty and drained. "I… I..."

I lifted up my hoof to stop him. "Don't apologize, this is my fault for losing control." Though I still wanted to pull them apart, but first I wanted to figure out exactly how this happened.

Paper let out snort. “Oh ya you did. You even showed Silver and Plasma up in the end. I mean it was no orgy, but fuck did you make all of us some good caps.”

I face hoofed. “Damnit… how bad was it?”

“Not as bad as you think, you just started auctioning off ponies, including yourself. Four stallions had to pool their caps to have their way with you.” Paper explained, and then the memory slowly came to me.

I remembered it now, like I was back working in the showroom, and it was more than four, I think. But the memory didn’t bother me, though it was embarrassing. Then I remember that I auctioned off Cold… and Pecan won it.

Looking at the two, I felt something was a bit off. “Are you okay with your marefriend doing that?” I asked Paper.

“Ehhh… not really, but things have not been good between us.” She explained. “We haven't been as close to each other for some time now, and she is almost finished paying off her gambling debt. So we're probably going to call it quits between us soon, and this time it’s probably for good.”

“And she now has her eyes on my stallion?” I then said.

Paper nodded. “Well it’s not all that bad, I mean you did have fun with her first after all. Anyways nothing stops you from having an open relationship. ”

"Isn't the reason why almost all the relationships here are bad, is because they are open? Anyways, that's not my biggest concern… yet." I looked over a Pecan and Cold, the two looking like they were finally finished as the mare finally settled down. "I'm more worried that, if she is almost done working here, that she's going to lock down Cold by getting herself pregnant."

Paper lifted her hooves up as though I just accused her of that. "What, naw, Pecan ain't that kind of mare!"

I gave my former coworker a knowing glare. "Didn't she do that once already?"

Putting down her hooves, Paper let out huff as she looked away. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"No… Paper is th… the one who… did that!" Pecan said, pounding her hips a few more times before locking down on Cold and moaning with pleasure.

After a long moment she finally let him go, her cunt leaking his fluids. Rolling over to us, Pecan then smirked at me, the bitch collar still around her neck. "I was already pregnant before I started working for Sparkling Delight. Paper here had just worked off her slave contract at the time and was trying to lock down a rich stallion."

"And I almost did too," Paper said with a pout.

Pecan nodded. "Real lucky too, had a good position with Redeye and everything. But then he caught the plague and crooked. Caught it myself too, but Doctor Helga had my back."

"And how can I trust you to not do that with Cold Trails?" I then asked.

The smirk didn't leave her face as she then said, "If he wants some of my flank, I ain't gonna say no."

Lifting her up by the collar, and pulled her in close, but she didn't even flinch from it. "This was a one time thing, you got it!"

I then felt a hoof go between my legs, causing me to let her go in surprise, in which the zony kissed me as she pulled herself in closer. My mind did a loop as I tried to focus, but I couldn't get a hold of myself long enough to push away. After a long moment, she finally freed me and licked her lips. "You always talk about going home, but you think he would go with you if you do. Take it from one farm pony to another, only get clingy after you have solid ground to call your own."

Catching my breath, I glared at Pecan, and asked her two things. "Didn't you lose your family's land, so why are you even bothering with him?"

She let out a giggle. "Actually, one of my brothers recently sent me a letter, had a big old split in the family due to the slave trade collapsing. So now they need ponies who both know how to work a farm, and can tolerate their dumb assess. Well, that brother of mine had the idea of just giving me back the farm that Pa originally left me, since I actually know how to run it. That's right, good old Pecan Harvester is going to be a landowner again."

Pecan then spread my legs, finding me still too weak to resist. She then licked her lipd, showing off her pierced dark blue tongue. "Also, I aint above sharing a stallion, so how about this, you help me with my farm, and we both share Cold?"

"Do I get a say in this?" Cold asked, sounding concerned.

"No!" Pecan and I answered.

I then let out a sigh, "I'm not even sure I'll be thinking the same way soon, or what I'll do after all this." Regaining some of my senses, I grabbed Pecan's head between my hooves and smirked. This bitch really was getting on my nerves, but at least she was fun. "How about this; once this is all over, and I can finally settle down, ask me again. I'll probably tell you to fuck off, but there's a chance I'll consider it. Now finish what you started."

Shoving the zony's face in between my crotch, her tongue got to work.

Paper leaned on my shoulder, watching Pecan. "I know you're not into mares and all, but I'd take the offer from her. Free land, and all you have to do is fuck her now and then."

I gritted my teeth as I suppressed a moan. "So be a whore for a whore you mean?"

She rolled her eyes, "sorry, wrong way to phrase it. I meant starting a relationship with Pecan isn't a bad idea. If you decide to stick around I mean. Her family farm isn't that far away, and it's in a rather safe place, well so long as you're good at killing mole rats that is." Paper then let out a very long sigh. "I'd take it if it wasn't for the fact that I can't stand dirt. Mud too. It's why our relationship never seemed to stick. Always wanting to get dirty in the non sexual way. That and her being Bi meant there was always a stallion's dick not far off."

"Whatever… I'll think about it," I said as my mind became foggy.

Deep down I knew that Pecan was just trying to attach herself to a stallion who had some power and influence. But the offer wasn't bad, and better for Cold than it was for me. But I wasn't willing to consider anything until my mind had cleared.

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No matter how long I was in the shower I didn't feel clean, but at least this time my skin didn't feel like it was crawling. No, this was a more regrettable feeling of dirty. Letting myself be pulled in like that, and actually fucking around on my own choice. I wanted to blame the curse, but something in me said it was more me than anything.

shaking off the water, and my thoughts, I trotted out into the penthouse.

"Lottery, about what happened." Cold Trails said, looking confused with himself. "I should have stopped you, should have-"

"It's fine, so stop fretting." I said, cutting him off. "Let's just say that today was a fluke. Anyways, it's not like I have a right to hold you down."

"Maybe you should." He said, "maybe it's time you start being more possessive, and stop doubting yourself like this."

This didn't make me feel better, but I understood what he was trying to say. "I get it, but let's just wait. I don't even know if you and I are going to be a thing. I don't even know how messed up I truly am, or how I'll be after this curse is lifted. Anyways, there's probably better mates than me, ones not all cut up, like Pecan."

Cold rolled his eyes, and kissed me on the cheek. "Pecan didn't help me get revenge for my sister, and I rather like your scars, it shows that you don't give up." He then smirked, "but on the other hoof, Pecan is really skilled with her hips and tongue."

I jabbed him in the shoulder. "Is that so, then maybe I should show you my skills later."

We then laughed, making my uncertainty melt away. I still didn't get Pecan's deal, but that was at least a problem I rather have, then dealing with raiders and slavers. At least I didn't need to keep a gun ready when dealing with that showroom mare.

Trotting into the main room, both Plasma Cutter and Silver Bristle Brush sat on the couch, all clean and dressed casually. It was as though they didn't just finish an orgy an hour ago.

Finding a seat across from them, I took a deep breath, and said, "no pony speaks of this to anypony. I don't want Doctor Helga lecturing us until after we deal with the curse, okay?"

"Because it turns you on." Silver said playfully, but then got jabbed by Plasma. "Okay, fine, ya, my mouth is shut.

"Same." Plasma said.

But I had one question I needed to know. "Before we go, why did you go there in the first place?"

Plasma then averted her eyes as she slowly lifted her hoof. "It was my fault, sorry. When I was sneaking into the Showroom, Pecan Paper and I hit it off. Shared fetishes and all. Well, with High Pressure being clingy and all, I introduced her to Paper, and things happened."

"Today?" I asked.

She shook her head. "It's been going on for a few days now. Nothing too much at all. Well, then there was today, when Paper and I got to talking about a problem with the Showrooms income, and how It's been a mess lately. Well, High Pressure heard, and decided to help out. Then she decided to… help out. One thing led to another, and somehow Silver was around. Last thing I can really remember was that the five of us were on stage."

Wait, five? "Umm, I only saw the three of you, who was the fourth, and where is High Pressure?"

"I know!" Silver spoke up. "Low Pressure joined us, and got the party started. Then later a group of ponies threw in a lot of caps to take Low and High to a private room. Something about watching and stuff."

A cold shiver ran up my spine, and I face hoofed. "Alright, we never talk about that, ever! You got that?" The other three nodded vigorously, promising to keep that a secret.

"Alright, I'm going to get dressed, then we go see Doctor Helga and return to some sense of normality." I told them as I trotted away.

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