“Rarity and I have been discussing your behavior lately, and we’ve both decided that we’ve been far too generous with you.”
coco gulped at Fleur’s words as the unicorn mare stepped out from the bathroom, feeling the tightness of the collar around her neck. “i-i’m sorry?”
Rarity gently stroked coco’s mane, a pleasant, calming sensation that made her casual tone all the more sinister. “I don’t believe you are, pet. After all, you’ve been a selfish little slut, taking advantage of our good nature for your own pleasure. you’ve forgotten your place, haven’t you?”
she knew it was a bad idea to disagree with her mistresses, but coco couldn’t help but shake her head. “No, Miss Rarity, Miss Fleur, i know my place is on my knees in front of you, worshipping you as your dutiful little whore and gratefully taking whatever you choose to give me in return.”
“And yet, you seem to have forgotten that to be thankful for everything that we allow you to have,” Rarity said, tugging at the leash on her hoof in order to force coco to stand up off the couch. “But, no worries, Fleur and I have devised a way to remind you that you deserve nothing that we do not deign to gift you with, that you are not even a whore because a whore is entitled to a fair wage for her services. Isn’t that right, Fleur?”
“Vraiment. You are our slave, and it is time you acted like one once again. Come, let us begin your re-education.” With that, she turned around and returned to the bathroom, her hips swaying in such a way as to expose her delicate nethers in the most tantalizing of ways as her tail swung back and forth.
Rarity slapped coco on the flanks, a sharp, stinging blow that made the earth pony squeak in surprise. “You heard her, pet. Follow me.”
As she was led across the room by the leash, coco braced herself for what she might endure up ahead. When she and Rarity had arrived at Fleur’s penthouse suite, after the obligatory welcome kisses, Fleur had disappeared to the bathroom to prepare for the night’s session, and Rarity had taken coco to the couch in the living room to warm her up. The gentleness of her caresses as Rarity had run her hooves across every part of coco’s body, while also claiming her mouth for her own in a long, slow, passionate kiss, had told coco that she was in for one hell of a session.
After all, there was no way Rarity would be so tender with her unless she was planning on absolutely ruining her shortly afterwards.
coco shivered in anticipation as they arrived at their destination. Fleur’s washroom with ridiculously large, larger than coco’s first apartment had been, which was very useful for all the scenes that they had played out in here over the years.
In the centre of the room was a giant bathtub, enough to house four ponies. coco knew this for a fact, having spent a very pleasant evening with Rarity, Fleur, and Fancy once as the other three had endlessly tormented her with orgasm after orgasm, even as she’d begged them to stop. The bathtub was filled nearly to the brim once again, and Fleur stood beside it, waiting expectantly for them.
"Is our slave ready to be disciplined?" Fleur asked Rarity, ignoring coco's presence.
coco let out a started "eep!" as she felt Rarity's hoof roughly pressing into her folds, like a farmer examining her livestock. "Our naughty little trollop is very, very wet." Rarity tsked disapprovingly. "Can you believe how shameless she is? I'd say she's more than ready to be taught her place."
Fleur nodded. "Good. Come here, pet." She gestured towards the edge of the tub, and coco obediently trotted over, the fiery lust in her nethers growing with each degrading word spoken by her mistresses. "You see, Rarity and I have decided that you've taken far too much for granted." Her hoof shot out, curling around coco's throat and pressing against her windpipes. "For example, you have not once thanked us for allowing you the gift of air in your lungs."
As coco struggled to breathe, Rarity grabbed her by the mane, pulling just hard enough to remind coco of her presence. "Quite right. You exist to amuse us, and lately, I don't think you've done enough to justify us giving you both pleasure and the ability to breathe."
coco let out a gasp as she felt Fleur release her. "i'm sorry, mistresses," she said breathlessly. "i promise i'll try harder to entertain you." she was so turned on right now, was willing to say anything for even a little bit of relief.
"Talk is cheap, unfortunately," Rarity said, pulling tighter on her hair until it hurt. "Why should we believe the word of a lowly slave? No, I think a demonstration is in order."
"We've prepared a lesson simple enough for a slut like you to comprehend," Fleur continued, her hoof casually sliding down coco's barrel to fondle her teats. "In our endless magnanimity, we have decided to grace you with the choice of either the breath of life, or the pleasure of orgasm."
"That's where the tub comes in." Rarity pushed coco's head until her muzzle was inches away from the lukewarm water. "We will only touch your marehood when your head is below the water. Given how much of a depraved hussy you are, we understand that this will be a very difficult choice for you, so Fleur and I will graciously aid you by holding your head down while the other entertains herself with your body.
"You may stomp your hoof twice if you wish us to consider allowing you to breathe, or thrice if you believe your safety to be paramount." Rarity waited for coco to nod, acknowledging the safe signal for the session. "Good. Let's begin, shall we?"
coco had almost no warning to prepare herself as she suddenly found her head shoved into the tub. she barely managed to avoid trying to suck in air in her shock, holding on to the little still in her lungs as she felt a hoof trace slow circles around her folds.
Rarity held her in place for a few seconds while Fleur teased her with the lightest touches, barely enough to give her any pleasure. Just as her mind was beginning to feel the lack of oxygen, her head was yanked back up, and she quickly took in a deep breath. "There. A small taste of what is to come," Rarity said. "Fleur, how is our little pet doing back there?"
"She is being a slut, as usual," Fleur replied. "Even the slightest touch elicits such a strong reaction from her."
"Well, what do you have to say for yourself, my pet?" Rarity asked, turning her attention back to coco as she twisted her head to meet her gaze. "Will you do the reasonable thing and end this, or is your cunt so needy that you would give up your very breath to have it played with?"
"Please, mistresses," coco pleaded, staring into those dispassionate eyes. "Please let this lowly slave have some more pleasure."
"How selfish." Rarity shook her head. "you are fortunate that I find your suffering to be amusing."
With that, she plunged coco's head back into the water. This time, the earth pony was able to prepare for the immersion, taking in a deep breath and holding it as she now felt Fleur's dexterous tongue pressing into her. Once again, she started slowly, tracing languid circles around her inner folds, and making sure to only tease her most sensitive parts with the lightest of touches. Right now, coco was regretting allowing Fleur to learn how best to pleasure her, because it also allowed the cruel unicorn to deny her as well.
As she felt the lightheadedness begin to take a firmer grip on her mind, coco bucked backwards instinctively, trying to increase the meagre pleasure she was receiving from Fleur. That was a mistake, as Rarity immediately pulled her back up and Fleur pulled her hoof away.
"you ungrateful slut," Rarity hissed into her ear as coco gulped down whatever air she could. "How dare you try to take from your betters." She released coco, who immediately collapsed onto the rim of the tub, her core burning with an inferno of desire. "Fleur, would you be a dear and take over for me? I believe I need to teach our slave a lesson."
"It would be my most sincere pleasure, ma petite soubrette." Fleur pressed a gentle kiss against coco's cheek as she wrapped a hoof around the shorter mare's mane. "I'm afraid you've displeased your mistresses. you know well the price of disobedience."
"Oh, don't be so dramatic, Fleur." The eyeroll was audible in Rarity's tone. "We both know this depraved trollop will enjoy her punishment."
"True," Fleur allowed. "It's a wonder we allow ourselves to be seen with her. A whore would be more respectable company, and likely a more useful set of holes as well." With that, Fleur pushed her down into the water, allowing coco to steep in the humiliation of her words.
she didn't have too much time with her own thoughts, as she soon felt a hoof clap against her rump, hard enough to make her gasp out some of the precious air in her lungs, even as the heat from the blow mingled with that of her loins, the whole becoming more than the sum of its parts. Another blow struck, this time closer to the juncture between her legs, and coco managed to hold on to her breath this time, despite the growing bliss clouding her mind.
And then, blessedly enough, Rarity decided she would grace coco with her divine tongue, first pressing tender kisses against the places she'd spanked, and then moving on to the nub at the base of her flower. Pleasure flooded coco's senses, heightened by the returning euphoria of asphyxiation as her mind floated away from her body, anchored only by the relief she felt in her nethers.
Next, she felt her beloved mistress' tongue enter her marehood, strong, harsh licks against her inner walls to maximize her pleasure. coco could feel her legs begin to tense, and forced herself to hold still and resists the urge to grind herself against Rarity's tongue.
All the while, she felt the last of the air escape her lungs, her body screaming at her to pull up for a breath. Eventually, she had no choice, and obeyed her body's order, only to find Fleur's hoof still pressing her down into the water. For a moment, coco panicked, thrashing her head back and forth in an attempt to reach that precious fluid that would sustain her life, and that fear only heightened the pleasure that Rarity was giving her loins.
coco could feel the pressure building up within the core, blending with the lightheadedness and the fear to create a cocktail more erotic than she'd ever flet before. She needed it, needed to feel that ultimate release, but she could also feel herself fading, could see the darkness creeping in.
A thought entered her mind, a memory from moments ago, and without even thinking about it, coco stomped twice on the floor. A second later, she was coughing out water, and feeling the blessed relief of air entering her lungs once again.
"Oh, you were so close," she heard Rarity taunting her from behind. "I could feel that you were right at the precipice of release."
"Is this true?" Fleur asked, and when coco nodded, she frowned. "In that case, what have you to say to your mistresses, slave?"
"T-Thank you," coco sputtered. "Thank you for playing with my unworthy holes." Her cheeks tinged red once again as she debased herself, Fleur's hoof in her mane the only thing stopping her from dropping to her knees to kiss the hooves of her lovers. "And thank you for allowing me to breathe. I, uhh, really appreciate it."
"See?" Rarity said, the pride in her voice sending a warm thrill up coco's spine. "This bitch can learn new tricks after all." She patted coco on the rump. "Good job, slave."
"T-Thank you, Mistress," coco replied.
"Well, if she can behave herself, I believe I would like to toy with my pet's holes once again," Fleur said, releasing coco. "It has been some time since I have been able to taste such sweet nectar."
There was a bit of shuffling, and coco found herself staring into Rarity's cruel eyes once again, her pristine white hoof resting atop coco's head. "Let's see if you can earn your release this time," the unicorn said as she pressed down, her gaze never leaving coco's until she sank beneath the water.
Once again, Fleur started slowly, teasing and nipping around her nethers until coco was right back to the heights of lust she'd teetered at before, and if weren't for the water she was submerged in, coco would have been begging her to violate her pussy however she wished.
By the time she felt the first sensations of a tongue within her inner folds, coco had already yielded most of the breath in her body, and with the previous torments having worn her down, she could already feel the creeping darkness at the edges of her vision as the bliss of deprivation mixed with the ecstasy of sensation.
coco let out the last of her breath, just as Fleur intensified her assault on her nethers, that skilled tongue lashing out to pierce her core over and over again, striking at the points that would create the most pleasure. Very soon, coco was nearing the edge again, and she could feel her release growing closer and closer. At the same time, though, the urge to breathe was becoming far too great, and as much as coco tried to tamp down the panic, she knew she wouldn't be able to orgasm before she was forced to tap out.
Still, she held on valiantly, her lungs burning as played the degrading words of her mistresses over and over again in her mind, a mantra that both aroused her with the shame it brought on, and also kept her mind off of her need for air, however briefly.
She was a slut, a lowly cunt whose only purpose in life was to pleasure and be pleasured. She was lucky that Rarity and Fleur were willing to play with her holes like this, that two beautiful goddesses such as themselves would deign to give their attention to a lowly slave such as her, one who should be grateful that she was given permission to breathe in their presence.
It wasn't enough. Her release was close, the tension building and building until coco could barely stand it, but she needed to breathe, needed to give in to the burning in her lungs. And so she did, stomping twice on the ground in defeat.
Nothing happened.
And now, coco really began to panic, desperately shaking her head as she tried to throw off the hoof that was drowning her, her whole body shaking with fear as coco felt her consciousness begin to slip away. Her legs collapsed, and she was held aloft only by magic as the strength began to leave her limbs. Fear, real fear, unlike anything she'd felt before, flooded her mind.
Fleur's hoof rubbed madly against her clit as she thrust her tongue inside coco with even greater ferocity.
The combination of fear and pleasure overwhelmed coco, and the crashing orgasm rocked her entire body, mind, and soul, a single point of pleasure so great that it outweighed even the fear of death in that moment. coco was floating, detached from her body, a being of pure ecstasy and release, the physical embodiment of orgasm itself.
coco's head was pulled out of the water, and each gasping breath she took amplified the aftershocks of her orgasm, until each one felt like its own release. "Ah, I see our pet has achieved la petite mort," she heard Fleur say, her accent as prim and proper as ever despite just having eaten her out to an earth-shattering orgasm.
"I will admit, I thought for a moment she was going to achieve the big one," Rarity said dryly, releasing her hold on coco. "Are you quite alright, dear?"
"Yes, Mistress," coco replied, bowing her head down in deference.
"Enough of that," Rarity said. "I think we could all use some aftercare to recover from that session. I do apologize for ignoring your plea for air, but I thought a taste of real fear might improve your experience."
"It's okay, Rarity," Coco replied. "I didn't use the safe signal. And I'm fine, really. That was the best orgasm I've ever had." At this point, she was getting used to her cheeks being red whenever they weren't being submerged in the tub. "Thank you, both of you." She turned around to give Fleur a warm smile.
Her two lovers smiled back, both of their lips still stained with coco's essence. "It was our pleasure," Fleur said humbly. "Truly."
"It was wonderful seeing you enjoy yourself so much," Rarity added leaning in for a kiss. Coco could taste herself on her lover's tongue, but she really couldn't bring herself to care. It was kind of hot, honestly.
"Oh!" Coco said as they broke apart. "Neither of you got to cum during that session." A slight pang of guilt pulsed in her heart at that.
"Oh, don't worry, dear." Rarity eye's smouldered with naked lust. "We'll have our satisfaction from you before the night is over. This is only a small respite from the torments we have prepared for you. But for now, I think we could all use a drink."
Coco gulped, her heart rate speeding up again. "A drink sounds nice. Thanks again for doing all of this for me. I really do love you both so much."
"And we adore you as well, precious Coco," Fleur said, walking over to her other side to plant her own kiss on Coco's lips. "Do not worry, however, for you will have plenty of chances to show your appreciation for us after this rest."
With that, the three lovers left the bathroom together, letting the water draining away from the tub as they continued on their long and very pleasure exploration of each other's minds, bodies, and souls.
