A 'Rare' Experience

A ‘Rare’ Experience

Part 1: The Obedient Victim

Author: Derpington M. Hooves
Author’s note: This story is inspired by my deep seeded love for Ditzy Doo aka Derpy Hooves. I’d also like to give inspirational credit to the creator of the “ask lil’ miss rarity” Tumblr blog, If not for her (Lil' Miss Rarity) I would have never look at Rarity in this way… Ever!

It was a beautiful autumn afternoon in the wonderful land of Equestria. The ponies of Ponyville where out and about, enjoying the cool crisp air; many were on their way to either watch or partake in “The Running of the Leaves,” all except for Ditzy Doo. Ditzy was frantically trying to finish up the last of her rounds, delivering the mail of other ponies to their rightful location. She only had a few more packages to deliver, all of which were addressed to Miss Rarity’s boutique which was on the complete opposite side of town from where Ditzy happen to be. So, Ditzy Doo made her way to Rarity’s place.

Rarity was rushing around the store in a panic, “Where, where did I put it…” she muttered looking under piled up fabric, throwing it all aside, “I know it’s around here somewhere!” Sweetie Belle innocently walking in to see her sister in a panic, “Hey sis’ is everything ok? Whatcha looking for?” Sweetie asked watching her sister dart from one side of the room to the other. Rarity only glances at her for a moment then replies “Have you seen mommy’s whip anywhere? I’m in dire need of it, and I’ve looked everywhere!” Sweetie Belle ponders for only a moment, “OH YEAH! Hey sis’ I think it still in my room from our last session.~” She quickly trots off to her room in search of her sister’s whip; finding it under her bed, Sweetie Belle quickly grabs it with her mouth and gallops off back to her sister. “I found it sis’, it was under my bed.” Sweetie Belle hands it over with a look of wanting on her face; Rarity happily takes the whip from her, giving her a small kiss on the forehead, “Hmm, looks like somepony want to have another go,” Sweetie Belle is quick to interrupt, nodding her head at a breakneck peace, “Oh yes can we? I don’t have anywhere to be today, and no pony else is around to play!” Rarity only laughs for a moment then nods, “Ok Sweetie, go get dressed and then meet me back out here.”

Moments later Sweetie Belle came back into the main room wearing a very provocative outfit made solely out of black leather. Two leather straps run from the back of the leather panties, crossing over one another at her mid-back, and then coming over her shoulders, hooking to the front of the panties. Under the leather straps is an all leather vest with a large zipper in the front, the midsection of the vest being just mesh netting allows for the visibility of Sweetie Belle’s sweetly cream white coat. And to finish of the outfits was a leather collar with multiple hoops and hooks in several different locations. “My my my, somepony is ready for their punishment for hiding my whip from me.” Rarity mocked giving Sweetie Belle a quick look over. Filled with joy and anticipation, Sweetie Belle bit her lip and nodded; knowing that now in character she was not to speak unless told to. “Mmmm, good,” Rarity giggled to herself and patted the top of one of her bare manikins, “Well hop on up here and we’ll get started.” Without hesitation the eager Filly leaps on top of the manikin and then lies on her back.

Horribly lost and confused, Ditzy Doo was now flying around aimlessly doing her best to get her bearings, it did not help that she was flying upside down; unable to figure out where she was on her own, she made the decision to stop and ask some pony where she was and where Rarity’s boutique was. She found a pony that was on her way to watch “The Running of the Leaves.” The pony was more than over joyed to help the lost mail mare and help her on her way. With the exchange of thanks, Ditzy Doo was back on track and on her way once again to make her final delivery and then go and enjoy the race. Setting off to the East, Ditzy quick remembered she was told to head south and then quickly darted to the right and was then truly on her way.

Back at Rarity’s place, a gagged and blindfolded Sweetie Belle lays belly up, each leg tied to the legs of the manikins; her vest opened out to revile her creamy white coat. Rarity slowly walks around her, lightly tracing Sweetie Belle’s bare chest with the tip of her hoof grinning in satisfaction as she does so; Sweetie Belle’s reaction only adding to the satisfaction as she moans softly biting down on the ball gag placed in her mouth, drool running down the side of her face as she lays there. “It is time for us to begin your punishment hun.” Rarity smacks her hoof with a riding crop, the sound of it cracking against Rarity’s hoof causing Sweetie Belle to jerk a little and moan. Rarity lightly tipping the side of Sweetie Belles right flank, indicating where she’s going to strike her; the few taps cause the muscles in Sweetie’s flank to visibly tighten as Rarity gets prepared to smack her flank hard. With is single lighting fast motion, Rarity slaps the crop across the Filly’s flank with a thunderous clapping sound only to be followed by the shrieks and moans of the little Filly; the point of impact quickly becoming noticeably red as the patch of flank already starts to become inflamed. “Tsk tsk tsk, such a fair flank, it’s about time we’ve broken it in. Wouldn’t you agree darling?” The Filly quickly begins to moan with pleasure, nodding as she does so. Laughing to herself, Rarity kisses Sweetie Belle on the forehead and mutters a sweet nothingness into her ear, causing her to blush bright red. Rarity then places the head of the crop under the Filly’s chin, effortlessly raising it without words. “Such a good Filly, mommy is so proud.” Rarity chuckles as she slowly drags the head of the crop from the top of Sweetie Belle’s chest, down to her lower stomach; the Filly moaning the whole time as she feels the leather head running against her coat.

Sweat runs down the Filly’s forehead as she nervously wait for the next strike, “Oh my, I just don’t know where the next best spot would be,” Rarity giggles, toying with the vulnerable Filly as she lays there in wait, “so I think I’m going to make it a surprise.” She finishes grinning to herself, eyeing Sweetie Belle’s body from top to bottom; the Filly’s body tensing up waiting for the next strike from the riding crop, and without warning Rarity strikes the Filly’s bare chest with a thunderous crack echoing throughout the halls. Sweetie Belle crying out through the gag as the heat from the strike rushes over her whole body like a flood rushing through an empty valley, free to flow without anything is its way. The moans of the little Filly fill the air with the sound of music to Miss Rarity’s ears, “Awwww, how cute, little Sweetie Belle is enjoying herself,” Rarity mocks as she watches a large red mark appear on the Filly’s chest; placing her hoof only about an inch above it, “oh my, that one is really warm. Let me cool that off for you.” Rarity leans over the little Filly and begins to lick her chest in long, slow strokes of her tongue. Sweetie Belle arching her back and lifting her chest as she moans in pleasure at the feeling of her sister’s tongue sliding across her chest.

Moments pass, and more striking blows where given, though they were not meet with the same kindness as the first two were. This time Rarity took it upon herself to restrike any spot the moment it starting turning red. This quick abuse was met with crying tears, but only because that was the Filly’s body’s natural reaction to the pain, deep down inside Sweetie Belle loved every moment of this punishment. Rarity raised her hoof to go in for another blow, but then a knock came at the door which quickly broke her concentration; and then she realized… she was doing all of this in the main entry room. Panic rushed over her as the pony on the other side of the door spoke, “Spe…speshi…special de..delivery for Miss Ra…Rarity… yeah that’s it, Special Delivery for Miss Rarity!” It was Ditzy Doo; she had finally arrived with Rarity’s packages. Rarity thought for a moment and took a deep breath before answering the down so that only a small part of her face was visible, “H-hello, yes what is it?” Rarity was quick to question trying to get the mail mare out of there as quick as possible. “I… have these things for you.” Ditzy said very slowly trying not to stumble over her words; and then the mail mare turned around grabbing a hold of her delivery bag in her mouth and forcing her way into Rarity’s home as she walked backwards through the doorway. Rarity was now in full panic, the mail mare was sure to see her sister tied up, “E-Excuse me? I did not give you permission to enter my home!” Rarity snapped at the cock eyed pony. “I have… boxes for you.” Ditzy held up a clipboard with her mouth; waiting for Rarity to sign her name. Ditzy soon noticed the wounded filly tied up on her back, with multiple slash marks and cuts out of the corner of her good eye. The mail mare drops the clipboard from her mouth as she screams and turns around, only to be met with a wall after a few feet. Rarity panics not really sure what to do with a blacked out mail mare that just saw her sister tied up and beaten. “Sweetie…. Sweetie Belle, we’re going to have to cut our session short this time.” Rarity states as she removes the blind fold, ball gag and other bindings, letting the filly free from her lifeless table. “Awww, but why sis’ I was having a lot of fun?” The sound of disappointment loomed in her words, “I know Sweetie, but mommy has a very, Very unexpected guest that she must tend to,” Rarity’s eyes quickly shifting to the passed out pony sprawled out on the floor “but, you know what? I could really use your help get her to ‘The Room.’ Then I’ll be sure to reward you later.” Sweetie Belle’s eyes lit up with joy, “Ok sis’ I’d be glad to help!” and just like that Sweetie Belle did whatever she could to help her older sister.

What may have seemed like hours later, Ditzy Doo slowly began coming-too, her head pounding and her ears ringing with a sharp buzzing sound. As she began to open her eyes she noticed that it was still dark, which scared the pony greatly. However, when she went to touch her face, she found that she was unable to move at all, and when she screamed all she heard was the sound of her muffled voice. She began to run her tongue over a sphere like object in her mouth; the object was covered with several small holes and wouldn’t move when she tried to push it with her tongue. The sound of a door creaking open then slamming shut startles the restrained mare more so then she already was. “Hello there Miss… Hmm… now that I think about it, I don’t even know your name.” A disembodied voice rings out in the enforced darkness around Ditzy Doo; then all of a sudden the gag is removed from her mouth, gasping for air before she lets out a terrible scream for help. Rarity places her hoof against the mare’s mouth without a word, and oddly enough she got the point and stopped screaming and instead startd to whimper softly. “Good girl, you seem to already know your place. To be honest I’m really surprised,” Rarity was a little confused but didn’t let it get to her, she knew that if this pony was already this obedient, then she was going to have quite a bit of fun “so tell me, what’s your name?” Ditzy Doo paused, still whimpering, too afraid to answer her captor. Rarity let out a little sigh as she gets her whip ready, “I asked you a question hun… WHAT’S YOUR NAME?!” Rarity yells as she cracks the whip across Ditzy’s bare body, leaving the mare screaming as the whip cuts across her chest leaving a small gash. Ditzy Doo stutters under the pain, “M-my name… is D-D-Ditzy Doo.” Rarity smiles as her new toy obeyed her; Rarity started to place the gag back into Ditzy’s mouth, “That a girl, see that wasn’t so hard. Now we are going to have a lot of fun together, and you maybe not at first, but I promise you’re going to love this.” Rarity gives the frightened pony’s chest a quite lick, making sure to tend to her fresh and bleeding wound, Ditzy back arching in pain as Rarity’s tongue runs over her cut.

Rarity walks over to her small table of toy, and on the table were an assortment of; gags, whips, chains, blades, needles, and other items that have a questionable purpose. She picks up a much smaller whip made of multiple strips of leather and walks back over to the still struggling mare. “Oh my, it looks like someone isn’t enjoy my hospitality, well that’s just rude.” Rarity quickly whips Ditzy’s left and right flank in rapid succession. The restrained mare moaning in pain as her flanks are brutalized over and over again, her flanks starting to burn as the heat starts moving from her sore flanks up her back and down her legs; fill her body with an unexplainable feeling… a feeling of, desire. Rarity pauses for a moment to notice that her toy is already starting to enjoy herself; Ditzy is moaning into the gag, struggling less with each passing second and instead almost seems to bucking her hips slightly as if begging for more punishment. Pleased with this sight, Rarity decided to remove the brutalized mare’s gagging, hoping to hear the sounds of moaning and begging. Sure enough, as soon as the gag is removed Ditzy let out a very loud moan, drool running down the side of her face as she begins panting hard. “Well, I must say I’m really surprised you like it this early in the fun…” Rarity laughs a bit to herself as the mare continues to show signs of pleasure and excitement. “So, does my new pet want more?” Rarity mocks as she starts to walk back over to her take of toys; Ditzy nods silently beginning to calm down a bit. Rarity places the whip back on the table and ponders what to use next, “Oh dear! Do you want to play with something hot or cold Ditzy?” She calls out over her shoulder wait for a response, “The… h-hot one. I like warm things.” Ditzy Doo is hesitant to reply but her mind is too clouded with pleasure to really care.

With a squeal of joy Rarity started heating up some needles for the next bit of fun, “So Ditzy… do you like jewelry?” Rarity asked walking back over to the now more relaxed pony, “I… think so, I’ve never had any for my-,” and in mid-sentence Rarity drives a white hot needle through the top of Ditzy’s ear, causing her to scream out in pain as the tip of the needle burns through her flesh not only once, but twice in a single push through. Rarity leaves the needle in; a slight smell of burning flesh starts to fill the air, “Pl-please… take it-.” Interrupted once again but a needle being pushed through the left side of her lower lip; her screams only become worse as her tongue touches the hot tip of the needle. A few moments and many needles later Ditzy was on the edge of consciousness, her face riddled with needles, the pain and heat that are enveloping her face is too much for her to bear; moaning with each feeling of the needles moving as she breathes heavily, her mouth kept open by the fact that she had a needle driven through her tongue as well. “You truly are a really fun partner Ditzy; I really want you to know that. So, I’m going to reward you.” Rarity speaks softly into the mare’s pulsing ear before grabbing some ice and starts cooling off the needles, removing them and replacing them with studs and rings. The mare was unable to much of anything but whimper and moan at the pain of the needles being pulled out of the bloody holes and then have another piece of metal going right back through the open wound; but for some reason it burned a lot more than it should have causing the mail mare to jerk back and forth. Rarity was unhappy with this sign of disobedience striking the pony across the face, “Hey! You’re doing so well; and you not about to fuck it up now” Rarity rams a barbell through the hole in her ear “oh, and yes these are cover in a hint of salt water.” She giggles as she pushes a stud through Ditzy’s lip. After a half an hour of removing needles, Ditzy Doo was quick beginning to fade out of consciousness as Rarity starts back towards her table of tools and toys. The last thing Ditzy heard was the sound or raddling chains before fading completely out of consciousness and slipping into the darkness of her surroundings.

~END PART 1~

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Part 2: Together Forever